Dead Prezidents

Yeah, Brown Mindz, uh, too Big, A.D, yeah, Ac3, on the beat

Ayo, it's evident, I bring the eloquence, the flow is heaven sent

The diligence it make a difference when mixed with intellect

I represent the depths of the Mexican descent, nothing less

I'm a wreck, anyone who disrespect, bring the best from the West

Every time I take a step, psychedelics in the flesh

I'm the one you shouldn't press, respect is what's collected

Otherwise you get to steppin, I'm the guy that teach the lesson

Known to change a sheep perspective from stressin to counting blessings

Had to stop and feel the message, we don't flex up in the section

Give the game to adolescents, no time for second guessing

Gotta set the best of essence, no it ain't no misdirection

I'm the prophet that was destined, ask the reverend

I'm that motherfuckin' weapon, Trenchin through the Tetris

A selection to be reckoned, the method is interceptions

Of the past and the present, you goin have to feel the presence

Cause the feeling never lessens

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field, passing right through your defense

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field, passing right through your defense

Step up, uh, ain't time to run your mouth up

The streets is quick to doubt ya, and cops will flood your block up

Uh, seven digits, uh, yeah I'm with it

I get it if I'm sinning Finna stack another digit

Uh, I gotta get it, uh, the streets is wicked

For dead presidents, they be bombing down your building

Uh, they say the goat, but I'm in fear of the lamb

Leave you in a white sheet, like the Ku Klux Klan

Yeah, the Mindz be like Costra Nostra

Run your mouth and ghost ya, runnin business like we supposed to

And my Air Force one's better than your Concords

Show the gliss on my wrist, ballin' like I'm Shadeur

A.D, be the style Too Dope for you to clone

I be feeling myself like I lost my phone

A.D, be the style Too Dope for you to clone

I be feeling myself like I lost my phone

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field, passing right through your defense

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field, passing right through your defense

Fuck friends, I need more motherfuckin' enemies

I'm comin' with that energy, shots to your dome like Kennedy

Hop energy, they think they sick, well, I got the remedy

Yeah, I'm a Oner, but I'm movin' like there's 10 of me

No frenemies, don't need no niggas switchin' up

Boy, cause if you feelin' froggy, we can knuck

If you buck, so knuckle up

Been through pressure, but I never buckled up

And it's all about the money, so it's time to double up

Like Double Dutch, huh, gotta keep that pistol in the clutch

These streets will take your life and leave you in a crutch

These niggas animals, so cage them in a hutch

Yeah, gotta stay on point, ain't no bein' out of touch

Y'all know what's up

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field passin' right through your defense

Make a move, bitch, I'm diving off the deep end

All these dead presidents, I don't need friends

Yeah, these bills don't talk, but they make sense

I be in the field passin' right through your defense