Lyrics
Guess who's back up in this bitch
Somewhere you cannot find me like I'm simba at the cliff
Inject venom inside me so just watch it when you spit
Mimics, these cats just copy, lack of hooks no punchlines wordplay be sloppy
Fully loaded empty clips like when bloated take a piss
Remember times I reminisce like them struggles no pots to piss
Got me dodging a death wish, 24 years I still exist
I'm trying to shine while you blocking mine solar eclipse, yo
Straight hustling labeled a go-getter
Cold blood and cold hearted accustomed to cold weather
Every time I'm on the mic, I'm never lost under pressure
Live with some errors, it's business before the pleasure
Your shots is weak considered cheap you been feeling your happy hour
IPA sinks in my system it fuels me up with some power
No 86's in my kitchen, we loaded up, we devour
Like Ramsay's Hell's Kitchen, abandoning like a coward
You can't expect grow if you still focus on your past
Teams clash, skulls bash shit just happens in a flash
But just to make it clear, nothing changed here
Im still the same here swerving lanes changed gears
Im bringing pain here, fire moves Liu-kang here
A dark knight, dark vision like Bruce Wayne here
I admire you niggas
But gladly go retire you niggas
I been feeling like a boss
Hire just to fire niggas, uhh
Straight hustling labeled a go-getter
Cold blood and cold hearted accustomed to cold weather
Every time I'm on the mic, I'm never lost under pressure
Live with some errors, it's business before the pleasure, uhh
Straight hustling labeled a go-getter
Cold blood and cold hearted accustomed to cold weather
Every time I'm on the mic, I'm never lost under pressure
Live with some errors, it's business before the pleasure
No weapon formed against me will ever fucking prosper
A monster, I sit back and observe my options
Dressed in black attire that be darker than my conscious
I don't trust a soul if we being fucking honest
I learned to stay patient, never act off of emotion
There's a price up on my head now I'm walking with precaution
Me and Johnjon back again up with the scuadron
It's la cosa nostra from church ave to nostrand
I be the type of vato put in work in with my eyes low
Have my lil homie poke you up and watch you die slow
Times a little different but the real will always prosper
I know that life's a bitch I won't let these niggas stop her
It's three things in life that I don't really play with
My time, my money and my motherfucking family
I'm a lone wolf, I'm a beast with it naturally
Come play with mines it'll be another casualty
Straight hustling labeled a go-getter
Cold blood and cold hearted accustomed to cold weather
Every time I'm on the mic, I'm never lost under pressure
Live with some errors, it's business before the pleasure, uhh
Straight hustling labeled a go-getter
Cold blood and cold hearted accustomed to cold weather
Every time I'm on the mic, I'm never lost under pressure
Live with some errors, it's business before the pleasure