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Got an agreement with my demons, we stay ratchet for the heathens
Encounter me with kindness, or I promptly leave you bleedin' the triggers of my past protect the safety
Of my mental hummin lyric's while I pull it to a screamin
Instrumental Got scars and battle wounds, eternal ones

Are the deepest Tequila, glass, no chaser, 1800, nothin cheaper
I tell you all about it over ounces, move the tempo
Got the chopper ridin', shawty, for a screamin' instrumental

My soul soundtracks soothed like Marvin with the mic
With scars from the fights, foreign hoods, long nights
Thinkin' bout the chances that we took, walkin' through the oaks
Slammed a nigga, toss him like I threw him from the top rope
I felt the hate, these niggas ran from battle quickly drownin' up shits, creek without a paddle

Niggas die in my shadow, lit a spark, it wasn't weed
Punch on shit like I'm Creed Beat my chest, dare whoever
Lead tips go through metal Tatted shooter, kinda quiet, but I come to step
Put my foot on niggas' back, like a nigga need a rest

I am just a silent threat, demo button have a press
If my hand don't shake fore' my arrival, I'm humming hymns with my rifle
Niggas hide behind they family like they names hold weight
Brother hit me for some drama, serve a nigga like a plate

If I tell you that I'm comin', lil' nigga, have some patience
Rifle painted like the bushes, I can't wait to paint a patient
Bitches sick in their existence, off years of playin' the victim
Wipe a dirty nigga nose, in a morgue, body froze

How you scared to wiggle toes, anticipating bullet holes
The truth that I hold, if you know, then you know
Got in agreement with my demons, we stay ratchet for the heathens
Encounter me with kindness, so I promptly, you bleedin

The triggers of my past protect the safety of my mental
I'm in lyrics while I pull it, so I'm screamin' instrumental
Got scars and battle wounds, eternal wounds are the deepest
Tequila, glass, no chase to 1800, nothin' cheaper

I tell you all about it, over ounces, move the temple
Got the chopper ridin' shoddy, for a screamin' instrumental
I love my rifle more than money, kinda strange and funny
I might be broke as f*ck, but I bet I send all em runnin

A closet full of hollow jackets, different types of flavors
This type of aim and concentration, boy, your suicide is waitin
F*ck with the odds and even edges, often sharp as f*ck
Lock in murder, dial me up, whoever you was stuck as f*ck

I know the sound of .233's breaking dishes as you try to flee
Pull your pistol, try to shoot back, but you never really see
The flash point, how hard that a wolf can really be
Call the cops, cause you got nothin', but as you feel them slugs comin

But the truth that I've been drillin' since a minion
Pop you like a rack and pinion, bitches get it to, ain't no simpin'
Lead with love and get to dancin' with the Dracos
Had a gang runnin' up on your house like this was the feds

Pullin' up on Waco, pullin' up on Waco

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