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Showtime (feat. Art Of Max)

by SouthWardDo

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I carry guns cause it ain't safe outside Stand my ground cause I ain't ready to die Got a knife and 9 City violence taking over this time I refuse to be a victim of crime fuck what the law said Legislators sleeping peaceful in their soft beds The cops can't protect us the reason we go off here Judicial branch haven't stepped in yet These executives overreaching posing as threats First of all I'm a grown man I ain't begging for shit Closed caskets for anybody try jacking my whip And if it's more than one son I brought backup for this 20 shots in gun 1 in gun 2 36 AK a long barrel, with the vertical grip I could've used the Draco, but I wanted the length Just in case he ran distance still could give him a lift Even though they crossed, the line I put an ending to shit I was brought up in fast life, surrounded by gangs Dad was cheffing up those late nights, cooking for change He told me and big bro, "stay away from the game" But always keep our guns close and get good with our aim Everything we do is major that's included with pain Dad turned us into bosses now we owners of things Now look cause Lil Bro got investments to claim And thank you Ma kept us in prayer in this perilous drain Momma always hold it down for the family name and We ain't never going hungry she make sure that we straight And if it's the last bit of food she'll pass up her plate That's what a real mom does other moms can relate To live or die by the bullet aim for the crooks Too much politicians creating rules for the books They falsify the crimes when it's really us on the hooks Strings tied behind our backs we've been puppets before the looks I said I'll hold it down forever till my dime to die Cause if you down to ride expect to see yo' fears come alive I've grown from witnessing murder, robbing's, and cop bullies 6 months to get you a license swear these cops rookies Pussies in control because that white man Pulled up in a white van Black girls missing they blinding us with them white sins Still lynch us, I wish we wasn't so committed to these rags and riches Because it blinds us from the situation Tuition chasing off the applications They just wanna dope chase for bread to take the easy way shit I'm in the day shift, I keep the work pushing no other way shit From dope peddles Now we on to bigger things like boat selling Real estate, I'm telling these children to keep an open bank Pennies to the dollars it all counts towards an hefty safe Too solid, I preach the word to give these kids knowledge We birthing babies with too many problems Now you stuck can't even pay the rent But yet nobodies left to babysit I swear this shit don't really make no sense Been around the gang-banging But I chose a different path No disrespect to all my soldiers but I chose to chase this bag I'm on my own don't need nobody but myself and my fam And if you really bout it bout it come and flex with the gang This the team, For them I'll go until the end that's for real All respect To those who get it not the ones who just dream Can't pretend I swear I do it independent with no co-signing Max driving flame through any track like I'm a ghost rider Pull up after dark we bring the light like there's a house fire Hindsight in me cause I'm seeing it all No time for pussy cause these sluts be trynna swindle you raw I'm appalled To think that anyone can tamper with thee I'm a king I am the lion separated from sheep It begins My name will be in history that's for real I'm saying I'm the one with plans Shifting this endless mass While you fidget with ya hands I been stacking up with my mans Trynna make a different end game Building up the membrane I'm insane Loss within my reach cause I would shed pain It ain't easy being real cause niggas swear you a hater Or think you better than the next cause you ain't doing them favors I know niggas out here dying over rumors Ain't no mercy for you dawg, when ya opponent just bought some shooters (Take it easy South) P95 Ruger on me when I leave the house Ready to make a spouse turn widow, bereaving now All this trauma have me cautious Clutch with these shots like I'm KD at the Barclays, Have your staples centered all proper But LA claim they never saw you must be an imposter Smoother than a hitman I'm just cleaning up the roster Abrasive penetration flesh defeated by a chopper South

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