[Verse 1: King Dead]
Been here a sec and the heads turn to look at I
Wondering if all my lines true inspired by life bitch you don't even know
King d a tyrant king he flow firey nigga we coming in violent gunners for hire my team free alive in the soul and we finna explode
Fuckboy gon fight us coz we expire em dog we invite em and they still hiding guess that they rhymes are alike to they lives they ain't nothing but hoes
Fuck being slow all you bitches done made me mad wishing they gave me reason to pull out a pistol for now we chill like
[Hook]
Where the drugs and where my brothers at? Where'd the comp go since we drop our tracks? Who show love and who get put in bags? Where the drugs and where my brothers at?
[Verse 2: King Dead]
Said see me rolling at the show yeah come try me out and get your soul shredded who saying a nigga like me singing soulful don't know how to hold up his own shit I body yous anyway don't need a microphone fuck with a heavyweight like me baby mama drama never harm my calm I'm samedi laugh with a glass of good rum as I lead all you half ass mcs to my underworld funny how everyone suddenly fuck with us funny how everyone think they came up with us funny the people that used to take shots at us fucker you think we ain't notice you sucking up? Prolly not
Prolly you thought that the shit between us was all g until we pulled up in your spot prolly thought shit was all gravy till we flex insane on you now your bitch fuck with us
Viddy thee well my brudda I'll smirk while she sucking me under the covers blud is you blubbering over this one? That's ok you can take her now me and her done
Heh
And thats mums
Glove over the hand ever I pull out this gun blood under the eyes gotta be wild on the drugs fuck with me major this city we take as we sing
[Hook]
Where the drugs and where my brothers at? Where'd the comp go since we drop our tracks? Who show love and who get put in bags? Where the drugs and where my brothers at?
Been here a sec and the heads turn to look at I
Wondering if all my lines true inspired by life bitch you don't even know
King d a tyrant king he flow firey nigga we coming in violent gunners for hire my team free alive in the soul and we finna explode
Fuckboy gon fight us coz we expire em dog we invite em and they still hiding guess that they rhymes are alike to they lives they ain't nothing but hoes
Fuck being slow all you bitches done made me mad wishing they gave me reason to pull out a pistol for now we chill like
[Hook]
Where the drugs and where my brothers at? Where'd the comp go since we drop our tracks? Who show love and who get put in bags? Where the drugs and where my brothers at?
[Verse 2: King Dead]
Said see me rolling at the show yeah come try me out and get your soul shredded who saying a nigga like me singing soulful don't know how to hold up his own shit I body yous anyway don't need a microphone fuck with a heavyweight like me baby mama drama never harm my calm I'm samedi laugh with a glass of good rum as I lead all you half ass mcs to my underworld funny how everyone suddenly fuck with us funny how everyone think they came up with us funny the people that used to take shots at us fucker you think we ain't notice you sucking up? Prolly not
Prolly you thought that the shit between us was all g until we pulled up in your spot prolly thought shit was all gravy till we flex insane on you now your bitch fuck with us
Viddy thee well my brudda I'll smirk while she sucking me under the covers blud is you blubbering over this one? That's ok you can take her now me and her done
Heh
And thats mums
Glove over the hand ever I pull out this gun blood under the eyes gotta be wild on the drugs fuck with me major this city we take as we sing
[Hook]
Where the drugs and where my brothers at? Where'd the comp go since we drop our tracks? Who show love and who get put in bags? Where the drugs and where my brothers at?
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