letra de how to kill a snake (68 bars) - lightshow
[verse 1:lightshow]
real n-gga that’s evident
this flow heaven sent
all this pressure keep coming down but i never folded i never bent
top floor its d.c. rap cancer you ain’t no resident
but if you was i’ll get a present sent with a bomb within your residence
family hating on me f-ck i look like trusting friends
let some n-ggas i trusted in and they f-cked me over no trust again
i ain’t got no f-cking men
f-ck friends where that bread at
b-tch said she love me told i believe her but im tryn see where that head at
believe what you know not the rumors that rumor sh-t lets dead dat
name a n-gga that touched me and i point to you where his head at
my gun game is serious and them k!llers come when i tell’em to
and they don’t do what i tell’em to unless i tell’em to put a sh-ll in you
this rap sh-t is the worst thing you could ever do but i never knew
b-tches put me on pedestals but these n-ggas clocking my revenue
but these n-ggas can’t hold me back fired up wit him but you sold pack
how the f-ck you think i was gone react no made up sh-t boy these facts
and n-gga i’m back because the n-ggas who here ain’t saying sh-t give me that crown i sharing sh-t here’s last place yall share the sh-t
i dare a b-tch n-gga come for this spot he gone wear shots
i felt dat and the sh-t hot don’t get dealt wit don’t get shot you run yo mouth i run this knot
way up this the playoffs better play up sleeping on me better stay up imma take the 3 over the lay-up imma winner
if you a shark and im a shark how the f-ck you think im dinner
can’t say it was my summer but bet your life its my winter
guarantee you’ll never eat jay-z you’ll never meet nameless you’ll forever be my name known on whatever street
own hood done turnt on me that’s cool sh-t happen
f-ck you think imma do now start crying? quit rapping?
start running and quit lapping these f-ck n-ggas im racing wit?
f-ck that cuz ain’t n0body here touching me or taking sh-t
im real live to the grave your rap career in a cave
you think you a master cuz the n-ggas round you some slaves
got my own mind and my own iron and im toting anywhere i go
it hurt to see a n-gga younger than you living your dreams n-gga i know
that’s your faut f-cking lame ahh ha won’t say ya name
this chess won’t play your game
fame or fortune? you’ll take the fame and i’ll take the route n-ggas never take
ain’t perfect never fake
n-ggas tryn be better than me im tryn be better than drake
you fake trapper wit no weight
fake k!ller wit no bodies
i put all of this work in and you think you gone blow by me?
i swear to god n-ggas p-ssy had me hiding right where yo bush be
to stop me you gone need you more bloods than gucci more crips than tookie
soft n-gga you cream pie my pockets got green guys
took a bullet last year n-ggas on my d-ck like why ain’t he die
cuz stupid if you want stupid you understand im the chosen one
use to beg to take pictures with me now i wish yo -ss get froze in one
this me and you n0body else help not even allowed in cuz pink n-ggas are not sharks they’re pure p-ssy and salmon sucka!
lets tote facts lets tote facts u went from o k!ll to the pill
when you do what you say in your raps?
you went in for conspiracy real street n-ggas hearing me
that means that your paperwork is not what it appear to be
i ain’t tryn hear bout turning my cranium to a dome
tell me why out of every n-gga time you the only one home
now i ain’t saying that you snitched im saying you got caught up
in another man situation
couldn’t conduct the case that got brought up
aka crash dummy aka nitwit
got the nerve to be mad at me cuz you ain’t who im tryna sit wit
if i need help what u gone do?
call n-ggas tryn borrow guns you know i got a couple fullys
remember you tried to borrow one
how the f-ck you king of 10th wit no money and no job
how the f-ck you got time to diss me like your -ss ain’t got no prob
it was just a n-gga on these streets right now that press you
i put you on my mixtape but im the issue you rush to?
where the f-ck your priorities respect me like authority
any gang you leader of it ain’t no gang its a sorority
slow rapping -ss n-gga
no trapping -ss n-gga
don’t comeback to this ivy league you f-cking copping -ss n-gga
ha stick a fork in him he done said should i listen to everyone but myself cuz myself just told myself u tha m-th-rf-cking you don’t need no help and that’s real live!
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