reap what you sow

uh! king climb from adolescence

meantime back to finessing

guess you're guessing

and pms'in' in the wrong direction

the bm stretchin' for so long

perfecting

tweakin' my engine

dreamin my crown on

peakin' the legend

heaven's cadences i'm famous for

god sends halos

i'm hanging more rookies will die for nothin

only remember kin names in war

social beefin' is weak

so don't anticipate a post or a tweet

i don't even like to speak

ain't no competition breathin hard luck

i handicap your squad up

i'm panty stackin broads up

your favorite rapper bar struck

writers collision

cooked in a psychos kitchen

jooks now the titles missin

hooked

the recitals listen

if i told you i was tired

would you judge me?

would you criticize my counter disappearances you're lucky

i'm flippin

target anyone they consider above me

start pickin' them off one by one

that would be lovely

and ugly

they say you gon' reap what you sow

there ain't no love here in this place that i call home

no one to lean on

i been out here on my own

don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone

you're well protected

ain't no better way to roam

hand on my heater cause you never really know

separate yourself

they ain't gon' let you grow

i wanna' win

don't think the hood gonn' let me go

oh

peace be placed to purity

more chances for the wicked

made my darker days be full moons

where all the goons can kick it

uh!

my life's explicit

killer style

few shrooms and mix it

perfect elixir addict with two tools

terrific

i own a ticket

pen my verse twitchin

you timeline scrollin' and i'm soul searchin'

me and my coal coachin'

blue don't fuck with them niggas'

great 'em in third person

freedom 3d and gold version

knee deep in flows curtain

shade out the snoopers

sniper range from what the truth is

kongo with strong caduceus

pile up the losers

no time for choosin

when i get stupid

bowels are movin'

a hundred miles and cruisin' nigga'

i'm more than real

don't bring the king hypothetical things

i push the button

metal rings like a vendin' machine

grew to be limitless

few know what the business is

beat odds with my regiment

hesitance won't get you this

they say you gon' reap what you sow

there ain't no love here in this place that i call home

no one to lean on

i been out here on my own

don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone

you're well protected

ain't no better way to roam

hand on my heater cause you never really know

separate yourself

they ain't gon' let you grow

i wanna' win

don't think the hood gonn' let me go

oh

sweeter life from on here on out

subtracted bitter faces

minor disappointments stem from lack of expectations

mediocre flows

sick tracks

infected basements

bullets droppin' knowledge

power casings and down faces

this is what i get for livin

my mental splittin'

back and forthin' with my other side still

two tempers clickin'

top fiver of all the 'four'fathers

who mentions different

jottin' punches down on blank blue bills

new pens for tripping

uh!

i'm down the two clip glock for semi threats

time for many cheques

too hip-hop for skinny sweats

feel my memory stretch

do flip flops and deadly sex

resemble mc's out the old days

w chevvy lex

how active rider foggin' up the plazza as i

float off the ramp and throw

dab like designer

platinum psychopath and smoke

cash out the commas

my personas like the with hope

fast ride provider

they say you gon' reap what you sow

there ain't no love here in this place that i call home

no one to lean on

i been out here on my own

don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone

you're well protected

ain't no better way to roam

hand on my heater cause you never really know

separate yourself

they ain't gon' let you grow

i wanna' win

don't think the hood gonn' let me go

oh