[Bubba Forde]
Do you believe in life after death?
No footsteps, dreamcatchers might catch your steps?
See, 2020 was a fucked-up year
I lost n***as that I wish I could get right back
So L's up for LB
This for Lil G Lock and White Sav
Ain't no beatin' me
I don't need a silencer to help me creep wit' ease
Start beef, then see
I hope you ready to reap defeat
They armed wit' you? Dog whistle
When I make noise, it's wit' high frequency
Let's get to it
Fuck a shot - I'd rather stab him up close: it's more intimate
Thе blade intricate
Used to wondеr if humans had souls until he froze and I saw...into it!
They say muscles is hard to tear, so I sawed...into it!
He lost...ligaments!
Now he's on...Citizen's!
I would've been guilty, but the autopsies read that he lost...his INNOCENCE!
I'm not for kiddin'!
Soon as I pop the biscuit, shit get apocalyptic
Glocks and Smith &s
Docs layin' on the floor, family's makin' doctor visits
After I let it ring, like I passed the Sonic mission!
[6'8]
You shoulda stayed out the way
This shit is a crash course
Sick flamin', no passed torch
A muzzle on the Bronco made the kick stable like a mad horse
The fam'...gon' be mad I sparked it
Y'all see how my new flow fly? It's Aladdin's carpet
Damn this target, 'cause I'm the one wit' the low patience
These caps lock on any n***a chargin' wit' a bold statement
Roll up! Have some paper, or we'll be at your home waitin'!
He wanted the smoke, and got the coffin (coughin'), fuckin' up the rotation!
Heard he was workin' on a tape, tryna get to the stacks
Well, shit, keep it fuckin' movin', or I'll put some lead in your cap
He was recordin' in the booth, one shot hit his head in the back
Ended all movements...
I literally stopped him dead in his tracks!
It's no greetings 'cause you past your heyday
It's no need to let the 'K spray
'Cause if I hit you right now, (*stomp*) here is where you may lay (melee)
No guns! Yes, I mean fightin'
Hands for everybody in here - please don't seem frightened
I don't need the gas workin' or the beam lightin'
I will tee (T) the entire building: Teen Titans!
Your guardian angels reached out to save you
If you hear the calls, you better go
I load the mag' and I bend back on a sub mission (submission)
That's the Walls of Jericho
You better run, fool, 'cause I dump tools
You can be one of the biggest and hottest stars out...I'll still son (Sun) you!