Ayo I Came To Battle not Fight
Tear Open Holes On this Open Mic
You Hopin I Might
Give Up This Life
So you Can Have My Title Of King
Rock My Style And Bling
I Rap Wit Style You Sing
Sad Songz Of ya Lost Love
Shootin Out My 9 Wit My Hand unda A Black Glove
Yall messed Up When Ya Let ME in
Ill Have You Askin God 4 Forgiveness Of yo Sinz
While I Laugh N Grinn
Wit My HEat In Ya Face
While you Pleedin "Please Dont Shoot Me My life is a waste"
If Dats the Case I Got A Motive 4 dis Murder
Shot You N Fuck Ya Gurl Wit This Pipe Dat Hurt Her
I dont Care If Ya Crew Got Skillz
Im Fill Wit Ridley pillz
Scare Ya Ass Fully Wit Chills
Check My Record I Have No Kills
Im New To the Site But ol 2 Da Game
Have Niggaz Jus Askin 4 1/4 of My fame
they Say Im to blame
They say Im The Reason i Carry That Cane
but The Jus Mad Bcuz Im lyrically Insane
From The Brain This Is Not a Game
Its A Way A Life
Ima End it Like Dont i Wont Get To Precise