No Detectives The Underachievers

[Intro]
YDNA
Hello

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Niggas love to scream at players while they sittin' in the rafters
Step, reveal and get embarrassed like when Cass ripped up Disaster
I’m like half Marilyn Manson, other half a young scholastic
Arrogance of Sid Vicious, confidence of Young Mick Jacker
I be rolling stone, rest in peace to Peep, whoever overdosed
We third and goal, I'm Brady off the snap, you know we going home
Since last year been in my zone, give all hell, no cortisone
That nigga pops, his weakness shows, the cold heat will let him know
Twisted off the 'gnac while twisting up the pack
Used to cop it by the half P, and move it in the trap
My nigga Juice had the weight, that nigga put us on the map
Don’t let the colored hair fool you, nigga live with the strap
You can see it in the scars, coulda died to be richer
Went to jail and did a bid while just trying to make a flip
Used to push weight in crack cars since nigga was a kid
My lil home caught a charge and we ain't seen him ever since (Lawd, lawd)

[Chorus: AKTHESAVIOR]
I got two hoes for the night
Shoutout to my exes, no detectives in that single life
Rent the coupe, I'm breaking lights
Soldiers close, I earn my stripes
Play your role or pay the price