Antihero Anthem

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Wolfram & Cayo

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The king is back
And now it's the gang way or no way
Loyalty before royalty
Death before dishonor
The way it's 'posed to be
I be plottin' and schemin'
And pushin' the whip that you dreamin' of bein' inside
I know where you reside
I pull up with my guys and we all got some ice on our necks
We never nice, yeah
We takin' your racks
Ice on our neck
F*ck vikings pocket watch
Eyes on our neck
I don't like the way he look at my Patek
He get hit with this tech if me makin' a move
Even if he survive he gon' be on the move
And nobody gon' know, because I'm a smooth dude
Don't care if I'm rude
Pull up and shoot like a movie
Bitch f*ck with me cause I'm groovy
Normally, she be so choosy
I be shootin' my shot real fast like a Uzi
Better take some notes, bitch
Better grab a loose leaf
King of my city, you a squirrel, I'm a moose, bitch
I be woke as f*ck, while you be steady snoozin'
Wake up
Guess who pulled up to your spot
It's not just you, the block is hot
I just gave your bitch some cock
And now you gon' give me your rocks
And if not, go check the watch
Yeah, you know it's Glock o' clock
Feel like Putin, opps get popped
Like Drumpf lawsuits, I can not stop
F*ck
F*ck with my gang, you ain't stand no chance
We kill your brother, then we kill your mans
Everybody in my gang got a lotta bands
Everybody in my gang be talkin' with they hands
Bruh, these vikings be so weird
They talkin' bout
"Oh, Wolfram a softy
Wolfram a Goody Two-Shoes, like
He say he 'bout that life, but oh
Where's the evidence?
Where's the proof?"
Bro, the fact I never got caught, cause I left no evidence
That's all the proof you need to see that I'm not just 'bout that life
I'm fucking good at it
F*ck with my gang, you ain't stand no chance
We kill your brother, then we kill your mans
Everybody in my gang got a lotta bands
Everybody in my gang be talkin' with they hands
Check, check, check it out
Fuckin' on your shorty till she blackin' out, yah
Check, check, check it out
I just want the money, f*ck the morals
Get the check, I'm out, yeah
Forty bucks, and I keep a .40 tucked
I am not a runner up
Money, I just run it up, yeah
Shawty fucked, I didn't give her any bucks
She just wanna give me suck
I don't really give a f*ck, yeah
Oh, I don't really give a f*ck
I don't really give a f*ck
I don't really give a f*ck
I don't really give a f*ck
F*ck with my gang, you ain't stand no chance
We kill your brother, then we kill your mans
Everybody in my gang got a lotta bands
Everybody in my gang be talkin' with they hands
Gang signs
Let's go to the fucking club
Show these vikings who run shit
We run the city
We rule fucking everything
Now, unbeknownst to him
The scene was getting set for a battle of epic proportions
A gangster vs. love itself
Cause his mind was set
He was done with Vanessa
And he was done with love
Period
There was nothing that could challenge that
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