Hey yo Im focused, its the locust
O. Trice is holdin the soldiers, the prognosis
Probably why I rose from zero to hope
Cause I was wide eyed and open nosed on my approach (nigga)
Hold the toast you provoke
44 Snub hugs my scrotum when I roll
Yes I hold my own
Swifty think you be boast clone, Im aimin
Watch em switchin to Damons
And next Friday I can bet yous a changed man
When them thangs in hands, its not a game man
I ghost ya, I bring ya much closer to Jehovah
Definition of a soldier, I told ya
I .. hold the toast when I approach
Its close at all times by my side in the holster
O-ster roast ya, make me blow my composure
Pop its all over, when the fo fo blows and goes
When Im up in the club
And these niggaz they wanna act tough
Til they get plugged
Watch them bullets go
Now you touched from a slug
Huggin the streets like you in love
Your heart race like
The ambulance arrive
They rush you to the spinner, flyin by my ride
Engine like you just died
Your family through cryin, I pulled off a crime
Just as quick as ..
Lose your face, in a fools race
I put my tune first nigga, you was in second place
And second place just means you didnt react with haste
And this differentiates life where murder bein the case
And since murder was the case, it just means niggas erase
Another black mother cant eat the food on her plate
Cause she aint got the taste of raisin you was a waste
Such a short span young man, sit at your wake
First Im a man, second Im five eight, with size and weight
Wont give a nigga the upper hand
Cause when I pop , I get a s up like Barry Sand
Sit in the can, you never ran like Barry Sand
Obie aint playin, Obie got a plan
And the plan is NOT to be layin in Earths land
I will POP before the can and Earth slayin
You get SHOT for playin me less than a man motherfucker
Niggaz get it twisted, liquor make em envision
that gangsterism is disrespectin a niggaz wishes
Which is all the touch talk in front of bitches
Yeah you fifteen deep, the Desert E a give ya stitches
And I can be all the bitches and hoes you wanna
But I warn ya the glock could make it hot as California
You be propped on the corner, flesh meetin the coroner
Os and quarantine, cause no hoes in need, is no hoes in need
Niggaz take advantage til I manage to pull that hammer out
They start scatterin, Im no gangster, Im a average man
but be damned if I let em do me savage man
Before that Im strapped and will challenge him
Cocked back and that gat will damage them
Its not a act, this is fact, this is how Im programmed
This is me, what Im about, this who I am motherfucker
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