[Song 1: Dead to me]
[Verse 1]
How an angel make an angel when a dad's a demon?
N***as think that God done put you in a scallop, Morgan Freeman
Bitches be concealing and revealing who you hold deceiving
Oh, she got a booty so the missionary not appealing
I ain't into teething, they say I snatch a n***a's soul when I took my freedom
This one like Bermuda Triangle the way she swallow seaman
All these n***as tweaking, sleeping on me, n***a keep on dreaming
If you think I leave you guys alone in the industry or industries
I kill a beat, kill a G, make it hit, send a hit, do a hit
Most these n***as new to this, I'm used to this
Suspect just a rapper, 'till I make it seem like Ludacris
Move bitch !!, get out the way
Don't start on my enemies, we call it chain trajectory
A n***a shot a blank at me, his skin got a vasectomy
My threats are never empty, I be filling up the cemetery
I must be doing something right, I'm happy I see jealousy
I'm KOC, they're Tennessee, they imitate but envy me
We pull up at a barbecue, a hundred lead like centipede
We pull up at a funeral, like nobody got rest in peace
All my opps can rest in pee, I know they wish death on me
Murder get me off, drill and fill out sex to me
N***as saw me hopping out, now not again as Kennedy
Used to be a friend to me, now fuck it now you're dead to me
Dead to me [*12]
Now fuck it now you're dead to me
[Song 2: All On Go]
[Verse 1]
Told bro, just wait until they lack we can't just shoot up all the flats
Police keep locking up my back
My lil n***as itching for a pack
It's pray for just hit the target
Just walk up close and make it splat
I get real close and get my target then double back like where they at
I ain't gon wash the dirty clothes
I burn my soul to burn a soul
So mom start living off the dough
I'm up now, look my pocket swole
And you ain't ever scored a goal
It's like winning Super Bowl
She tight, easy in the slow
Three times I nut in all the holes
Good night, I now got to go
Gotta build my trap portfolio
I was touring up and down the coast
I love YG, he done the most
Three racks this month i love to smoke
Your man don't make that on the roads
So it's only right you bust it open
Got freaks on freaks and they all on go
They all on go