kc 60

if I got to jail ima make bail I hate spending time in the country jail but it ain't shit to me to make a sell I'm hot thin a flame coming straight from hell I I respect the mob and the cartel always on the hunt like a killer whale its been a lot of dope on that old scale nigga be fake like a fairytale my dreams came true from the wishing well now even body that I love is doing well some people play that game I'm a tell its hate in you heart I can tell you don't get mad cause I got all the chantel I grow up where all them fucking killers dwell 38 revolver no bullet shell hit him twice in the head and thin I fled they ain't see nothing ain't nothing said everyday stay strapped it's a battlefield everyday paid the way live never gave a fuck about how they fell top of the mountain that's the real trell cant wait to put my hands on a mill