Mask Off

Die young
But i'm not ready to go yet
Aye
Feel like I'm Future, but when I start creepin'
You know I ain't takin' this mask off
We steppin' in houston, we shootin' them rockets
You better not diss or we blast off
Them bullets move faster than bullets
Your body gon' catch all this shit like a pass off
We push up on niggas for laughin' and josin' cause
None of them livin' that trash talk
I know I was tweakin' before, I admit it
But now that I'm older I'm geeked up
No I don't need cannabis, when I get angered
I'm already stupid and tweaked up
Lil AK too cold, but they say I got hotter
I might as well go turn the heat up
See Big Booty Judy gon' rub on the johnny
I love when she eatin' the meat up
And yeah bitch I'm country, straight from the peaches
But all of the Alief had took me in
In love with them choppas, I'm rappin about 'em
But really I want me a F&N
Performance is flawless, I already know it
Just gone head and give me a perfect 10
I'm lovin' the money, 100%, I don't see any reason for dividends
A ski on my head and it cover my nose
So I can't smell the B.S. that's in the air
This life is a present, a gift and a curse
So I can't start to bitch if it isn't fair
I knew I was tweakin' when I got too heated
And started to give me the biggest scares
I knew I was lyin', they ask am I good, but I smiled
And I said that I didn't care
Never test me young nigga, cause shit can get wicked
Twenty something shots this matte black blicky
Bullet his body, I give 'em a hickey
Sticky, icky, feel like I'm Vicky
Sexual choppa, you know I love titties
Send nine shots, ain't talkin' bout 50
Really it hit 'em, and rip out his kidney
I opened her buns then I put in my weenie
Feel like I'm Future, but when I start creepin'
You know I ain't takin' this mask off
We steppin' in houston, we shootin' them rockets
You better not diss or we blast off
Them bullets move faster than bullets
Your body gon' catch all this shit like a pass off
We push up on niggas for laughin' and josin' cause
None of them livin' that trash talk
I know I was tweakin' before, I admit it
But now that I'm older I'm geeked up
No I don't need cannabis, when I get angered
I'm already stupid and tweaked up
Lil AK too cold, but they say I got hotter
I might as well go turn the heat up
See Big Booty Judy gon' rub on the johnny
I love when she eatin' the meat up
Did this shit by myself, and I'm teaching myself
How to do what I want, and before I'm too older
Overprotective, when I have my kids
Ima have 'em street smart, with some shit on they hoaster
Not trustin' these niggas, I walked in the game
With some shit on my mind and a chip on my shoulder
I'm trying to tell you, you buck up on me
Ima burn you and take all yo bread like a toaster, Ayy
Two twin glocks, moods of bipolar
Ice on me, heart can't get colder
Better keep quiet, we puttin' up folders
Baby a nigga, come get in this stroller
Pussy ass niggas, I tell 'em keep trollin'
Cause if I go catch 'em, they know that it's over
Run up on me, you get cracked like granola
Know AK too cold and some shit like a polar
Feel like I'm Future, but when I start creepin'
You know I ain't takin' this mask off
We steppin' in houston, we shootin' them rockets
You better not diss or we blast off
Them bullets move faster than bullets
Your body gon' catch all this shit like a pass off
We push up on niggas for laughin' and josin' cause
None of them livin' that trash talk
I know I was tweakin' before, I admit it
But now that I'm older I'm geeked up
No I don't need cannabis, when I get angered
I'm already stupid and tweaked up
Lil AK too cold, but they say I got hotter
I might as well go turn the heat up
See Big Booty Judy gon' rub on the johnny
I love when she eatin' the meat up

Gang



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Writer(s): Markese Murray
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