Atolla

Falling to the floor

Calling war make my feet shake

Stalin to the core

Hand em lore

Like a sweepstakes

Foreign at my door

Knock twice till the sheets break

All the sacrifice

Sacrilegious

Stacking cheesecake

You can ask my peers

How I converted the deaf ears

Pioneers

Never hitting snooze

Never need brakes

Silent here

Swear I love my city

I'm trying here

But dying here

Was seeming like it's turning to speed race

All the drugs wearing off

All the plugs getting lost

All the dogs dying

When I see you in heaven bark

Loosening the collars

I turn dollars into satisfied

Boosting up my status

I turned to madness when Honey died

Tell me how its fair

When they figured that you didn't care

Saying the funds late

But they wait till you getting there

Used to feel the breeze

Now its cold when you feel the air

Feeling like agendas here

Feeling like a villain there

Feeling like you could be the only vision to see clear

Tastemaker playmaker

Placate the agitated

Save face and fabricated

Said grace and gladly ate it

Last placement salivated

Racing like its Talladega

I start the engine on a bitch

Is it brutal yet

Calling my phone prank call

Tell me where Judas went

Cruising the strip

I shoot the shit like like a news clip

Stacking body

Stacking hits

Till im stacking a blue strip

I been all madden

Shoulder needed a new chip

All of my kids older

Now they asking where you went

Daddy back

Belt swinging

Now they dont wanna do shit