I murda these beats you'd not wanna fuck with me u get murda in the streets so dont fuck with me i'm breathing thats freedom Dont step In my region I'm eaten This beat get beaten for no reason Paper I'm stackin show love with no attraction This nine I'm packin Bullets they catching Like the hulk I'm smashing While they laughin This glass is shatterin They say im not a writer ima rapper but I'm not rappin If I have to go in Itll be for a special occasion Like a home invasion Leave u shaken Them guns an drugs i'm taken I wont make no mistakes Leave no evidence I got fucking intelligence to leave a bunch of fuckin skeletons I dont like conversation they claiming to be realest but behind my back they stay hatin bodys so cold it's like AntarcticA starting A war Marking A target No store Sparking A Blunt Until It Aing Sparking No More