sounds good to me a street outlaw I'm keeping it street ima streetkid crazy like wolf of wallstreet yeah I'm sick bro when I grab a Mick it exists me letting go of these thoughts come at me and youl see me dropping killshots with fakes dropping like drunken glasses that shatter with mothers sobbing when I smash and slash all you momma's boys fuck what u say everyday is my lucky day just stating fatcts your words don't match your actions your factionless I'm dontless your worthless im priceless u just a fake u just a phony saying words thats just imagination u don't know my nation blood in the streets cops taking bribes murder capital corruption isn't that trending now adays these days I'm just letting you know I'll be in the street that's my battlefield don't test my temper I go of like a minefield won't ever yield gonna take whats mine while u have a better chance being a silent mime sounds good to me waking up to a new day everyday no waiting no waisting time time fades but memories stay with this blunt right everything gonna be alright outta sight Friday nights high quality looking at bright lights I'm good Nd bad overthinking thinking about multiple senarieos gonna be known like mario or Pablo shit I'm picasso with words like a art gallery for this shit I need a salary