[Verse 1]
When we put corn in clips
How many times did we take that risk
I was rolling in town with the 15 inch
How many times did we take them trips
How many times did they shoot and miss?
How many times did they jump that bridge in an attempt to not get hit
Then try rap and claim that shit
How many souls been given wings
How many times have we cordoned cribs
How many bells did I have in the chamber
And that pussyhole still got hit? (One)
How many souls have the mandem whooshed
How many times did we do crazy things
How many times did I beg Ws again and again
To bring me my stick
I got it and he saw what I did
Since then it's never left my hip
I put ZKs in chests
I put Samurais straight in necks
With a silencer, I'll aim for your head
If you wanna see me then you wanna see death
Got 'em all scared, they're looking at their guys
Like who's receiving wings next
Kingsley you dont wanna see your end
Best you dont lack or you will meet your friends
Now i split facts no need to pretend
And if you come to my block you haffi get kweffed
And I've been crashing corn at the paigons dem
Anywhere goes they know, broad day still scoring goals
And if you try snake to feds
I ain't tryna hear you ain't involved