36 Bars (Freestyle)

Turned my haters to fans I think I need some new ones
Never trusted a soul you know I keep a few guns
Shippin' pounds in the mail I think I sold a few tons
Fuckin' so many hoes I think I got a few sons

I'm overseas still countin' up the cash
Rollin' loud, stayin' low, livin' fast
Smokin' blunts three figures on the dash
My side bitch same color as the ash

I can't follow the crowd I had to make my own way
Put my all in this shit don't really care what they say
Used to stay in the field man I was out there all day
It's either kill or be killed you wanna hunt or be prey?

I'm never alone got my shadow and stick
I'm not takin' no chances I pull it out quick
Too much bread in my jeans that shit look like a brick
So I keep me a blick and my blick got a dick

They tellin' lies, cause the hate'll never work
High as hell, I just popped another Perc
Do me dirty, I just hit you with a smirk
Two days later bet you end up inna dirt

This took so much hard work but they want this shit fast
You could change your whole life if you want it real bad
You rather sit there and sulk man that shit is so sad
You could get off your ass and go get in your bag

Shit might not go your way but you gotta keep goin'
Bruce Lee said be like water so keep that shit flowin'
They say patience a virtue I'm already knowin'
Turn your L's into lessons you gotta keep growin'

Dedication worth way more than motivation
Determination'll get you to your destination
Imagination is what lead to innovation
Isolation gon cause some revelations

Don't you ever go broke tryna look rich
I been feenin' for success yea I got a itch
Tryna find another me it just don't exist
Put myself on now I got 'em all pissed



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Writer(s): Revanth Nedurumalli
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