OS67#TheFlow

#TheFlow Truth never out of season nigga still breathin. Sign of the time got a nigga breaking even. Ruff season new year same old treason. If imma pop nigga give me a valid reason. Violation then its that time of season. I'm a heathen in cohesion with street treason. Recruit them demons inject a bitch with semon. My flow uneven warning on the beacons. It deepens slice body parts to pieces. Missing masterpieces telecanesis mind over diseases. watch paper money turn into visas. I place value on that paper Money got my reasons. Street legions allegiance poppin on that freedom. Niggas steady pacing hustle hard and eaten. Like earl Spence the truth still unbeaten. Nigga got his own logo called it strap season. Niggas be running the mouth like a facet steady leaking. You sleeping while the real steady creeping. Niggas still playing peeka boo and peaking. Niggas pulling up with guns hand reaching. I'm a Blackman biological was Puerto Rican. Never seen the motherfucker and I'm not seeking. If he was around probably wouldn't be speaking. like a fucking alcoholic my flow tweaking. But I'm in motion while others like manikins. Blood sucking hot air like they leaches.