[Verse 1: King Iso]
One day they gon’ try to kill me
Be lying if I said did nobody feel me
Like oh wow you know now when I go down you will see
When I rode round the whole town got mo’ rounds I’m still G
Got those rounds to hold down I won’t lounge with those clowns
To the four kick a nigga post down on rose town I’m filthy
Woke up in the morning like a nigga gotta get it slow down
I still speed but everybody wanna do me hella wicked
No doubts I pull heat
This fame is no fortune to me but you’re fortunately
I got killers that’s rolling with me
That’s me myself and I that’s important to keep
Bitch I’m sick like abortion recites
And the more that I see just from torching these beats
Got fake homies and whores tryna put a nigga in the morgue
Leave me sleep
No remorse turn you all to a pose
Put you in a drug of the according just more a couragely
Yeah I won’t even speak
Bet you avoid the police bet ya missing
Bet no-one will notice for weeks
Wouldn’t ever happened if you wasn’t hating on me
But I know that you been
Leave you sleep with piranhas then roll out to Z
Then say hi to your fam like a whole ounce of weed
Bitch I’m psycho don’t hold out on me got this fo’ pound
And squeeze like some OJ
But this time the glove will fit woe smarters no frown on me
Bitch I’m all the way up like I’m fat joe but go down on me
And the whip hold ya’s both down the seat
Just so foggy don’t know the out degrees
Made a smiley face on the window just so hoes now can see
Fuck her throat till I blow out my knees
Mixing chemicals no alchemy they want X me out no milking me prolly chilling with tech in the slow down for free
Hoes like Iso don’t know how speak bitch I’m so out of reach
One day they gon’ try to kill me
Be lying if I said did nobody feel me
Like oh wow you know now when I go down you will see
When I rode round the whole town got mo’ rounds I’m still G
Got those rounds to hold down I won’t lounge with those clowns
To the four kick a nigga post down on rose town I’m filthy
Woke up in the morning like a nigga gotta get it slow down
I still speed but everybody wanna do me hella wicked
No doubts I pull heat
This fame is no fortune to me but you’re fortunately
I got killers that’s rolling with me
That’s me myself and I that’s important to keep
Bitch I’m sick like abortion recites
And the more that I see just from torching these beats
Got fake homies and whores tryna put a nigga in the morgue
Leave me sleep
No remorse turn you all to a pose
Put you in a drug of the according just more a couragely
Yeah I won’t even speak
Bet you avoid the police bet ya missing
Bet no-one will notice for weeks
Wouldn’t ever happened if you wasn’t hating on me
But I know that you been
Leave you sleep with piranhas then roll out to Z
Then say hi to your fam like a whole ounce of weed
Bitch I’m psycho don’t hold out on me got this fo’ pound
And squeeze like some OJ
But this time the glove will fit woe smarters no frown on me
Bitch I’m all the way up like I’m fat joe but go down on me
And the whip hold ya’s both down the seat
Just so foggy don’t know the out degrees
Made a smiley face on the window just so hoes now can see
Fuck her throat till I blow out my knees
Mixing chemicals no alchemy they want X me out no milking me prolly chilling with tech in the slow down for free
Hoes like Iso don’t know how speak bitch I’m so out of reach
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