Baker Ya Maker
THINKIN FASTER
Doddy GATZ

Six in the morning, police at my fucking crib
I hop out the window, I do not grab shit
But always got my Glock cocked ready for the pigs
Hop over the fence, then I see the red and blue
Ahh shit what the fuck im finna do?
Calling all my homies from the bushes tellin' them scope
They said they ass stuck cause the cops got em too
Thinkin' to myself who the fuck went and snitched?
All my guys with the moon and a blade to the mist
They ain't never gonna catch me, I'm a muthafuckin pimp
Flowing through the air like a muthafuckin blimp
So I fuck em' up and buck em' down
Ice cold aura when I come around
Snipe em from the shadows and my weapons don't make sounds

Baker

Slowly drifting to the dark as my mind it starts to click
I'm tryna to catch a buster slippin, stang that bitch and snatch the grip
I have no conscience for a life, no empathy I have in sight
No need to beg to cry off fight
Your life is what I end tonight
Robberies turn to rituals of blood
It past the aftermath you cannot stop
What as consumed a killer on a murder path
I fuck with brutality
Anyone can challenge me
Follow me in to the sixes
The devil's mentality is now what powers me fearin' me 'cause im malicious
The blaze the blaze covers up my wicked ways
There's no forgiveness for my soul
For all these choices that I've made
So now I wait, fuck some prayin'
Ain't no need to fear what's waitin'
Take a risk to test my fate in hope these choices make the difference
I'm like oh no, I cannot let go
These demons that grippin the core of my soul
The fire ignites in my chest watch it glow
You peering my eyes and a beast now it shows
I'm so far gone from reality
Never fearin' those who challenge me
Feelin' like I'll never die
I'm on the cusp of immortality