Letras
Talk on my name blud you must be dumb when all them man I swear they're bums
Watching my life so much you're catting my moves you're just a pile of scum
Cali done bun up my chest and it feels like I just done took me a shot of rum
Clean up my plate and I left no crumbs I can't just stop I'm chasing these funds
Hustling packs, see that stack invest that shit then double it back
Break this pack then I slap it in bags, got bud on my palms had to wash my hands
Ain't tryna pay that tax I swear that the government needs to hold a slap
Pay in cash, I can't just lack I swear that all of their tracks they're whack
Don't take orders, beat gets slaughtered, see the way that I cut that corner
Step with bros like Warner, feeling all faded nothin' like Alan Walker
Them man talkers, been through borders always sold bud not white like Walter
Feel that pain it's torture, firm that shit sit back I'ma sip my water
Feel invested, wouldn't expect it, Kuro spit bars 'cah the guys suggested
Buds come splendid, where's that exit take that chance blud if its presented
Burn that bridge can't mend it, see the prof' from the trap it's making me tempted
Pack just land I'll test it, burn that shit for the nights I spent in the trenches
All them nights, express my life when I write but the words just happen to rhyme
Take my time, it feels so right my numbers rise and your ting dies
Shit I'm high, my eyes are dry compose if we somehow buck into swine
Why'd you lie, that shit ain't right I swear them man just full up with spite
Give me a reason, chasing freedom, tried my best so I can't be beaten
Might go ski in Sweden, or in Toronto blowing a bag in Eaton
Engine speeding, hearts just bleeding, fight my fights I'm never retreating
Take my chance I'm healing, but I still have to jugg no matter the season