KLAW v2 (feat. Defcee)

Chicago Red Ones got my foot on the gas I still won't crease but I'm gone to the max Take off on my past but really I don't have That many regrets so I can't even stress But I can on my life plan the family vexed I'm a man so I said that Ima handle it best I'm reflecting on the past so I am rambling yes Quarantining these the tales from the crib, no Pamela West I don't got no cape, for a damsel in distress I said I'm trapped, in a loop, only spending no saving I used to wanna hoop like Kawhi the Klaw But now I got the music it's into me Freeze enemy you not a kin of me I only want serenity they just want a percent of me Damn, my money broke but my spirit not My heart ain't broke but it's tied in knots It's good and evil in this world I profess and confess Pros and cons you just gotta process and digest, 16 (Let's Go) Album not finished yet still working If it ain't broke fuck it, still working Handing out the rock I feel like James Worthy I'm on some purple visions and I'm still searching Paid like Kawhi to snatch your pride off the board Me and the wife on Kaua'i at the harbor shore Starvin to get right—this they Yom Kippur Bars will make they chin drop like a yawning jaw Playin the art of war with a cheat code How they caught an L before their screen load Missin free throws. How that happen from two feet, though? Rats on a sinkin ship given the old heave-ho Barber blade graze the beard like I'm Ebro That Egyptian thread count rap? It don't seem so They era chico sticks and Calecos Ours a movie with lines of critics sitting in each row Didn't watch the pot, and the steam rose In the shadows of every spotlight my dreams showed Flashback: peep how the frame of the scene glowed. Tops back, beats low, "Can't ban the snowman" T's on. Rap about guns, you might get checked you fore you leave home. I been the big homie since I was nineteen, So I love seein' the torch passed to 16raheem and Wodiene Me and Wodiene been rapping since I was the Anarky Look at all the growth we made, man it made me glad to see Shoutout Defcee he unlocked a level in my destiny Now I'm definitely finna show y'all definition of emcee You see you gotta be prolific and profound A diamond in the rough, that's the spot that the pro found I gotta make this beat have a sad slaughter And I'm freestyling verses and rolling joints, Both of them pearled like Mr. Krabs daughter If you look inside my trail you see dead beats like bad fathers Shoutout Liam we just did the feature make the fire starter I got do si do and biscotti next thing you know I just seen a flying saucer And I ain't doing no features if I don't really fuck wit chu don't try and offer If we not related take a step back, distance Got my eye on the prize, y'all just waiting til Christmas Headlock or headshot, aim with precision This is not average wrap Real crack in the kitchen I Put a lotta points on the board if you listen I just shoot it like addiction I'm not tryna see physicians Many men would turn into boys if I hit em Knock the coins out the nigga leave his funds insufficient Don't think about tryna out do this work Real Ill fighters on the beat make ya fist hurt Putcha ya money where mouth is or use ya brain Niggas only use the bread for the sauce, raisin Caines We be raisin hell, breaking walls and makin lanes If you see me goin up in the game Don't say I changed I gotta make a scene because there's no crime yet I pulled up on the runway like I'm flyin the jet I'm tryna make my move like I'm eying the bets Put it all on the line like I'm dying for vets Wodiene pull up in a jet black fit Put flava in your ear like Craig Mack did I'm just tryna come alive Michael Jackson when he thrived And didn't carry that disease that turned his skin color white Always paid attention like the south paid for sprite And I Learned from the top so I gotta play it right