#2019#2019heat#2019#bmvideo# heatrafam

Im not blowin nothin but trees Im on my way to no keys I push to start I layed in the dark watin for my gate to open I got tired of chockin It was clogging my lane these niggas lame I aim ta kill in the field On the mic i destroy I've been deployed Their lyrics sound depressin Im a shoota no guessin Im Conchise ill teach ya a lesson I grew up in the west when not to many arrest then Im on a quest to see death men You see this flesh Its been moulded From one of the coldest My enrolment wasn't easy Niggas don't believe me This I do to keep me at ease so i don't squeeze out of the darkness Every time i speak some think its safe to climb the fall is hard Ill pull ya card I do not bluff What up you got drama so do these streets The receipts are of the caskets they never had it I was patient with passion Naw I didn't want ta fill that gets niggas killed I was never thrilled I watched them drill us I was put at the bottgom Even now I hear um shoutin brake out then ya free The Gansta stayed in these veins fuckin wit me rushin with adrenalin At a point of no accomplishment I lost it then tost it all aside I prayed so many nights but it never came i put this on everything theres none like me might be a couple of copies you know them cats they scater when it rains and thunders I wondered when now is my time or has it passed me by Gods never lied before this