

Prompt / Lyrics
streets feel lame but im apart of this game so i still have to let it bang, he caught a headshot to the brain in that cab on the same day where he was mentioning names, gang got payback avenged our fallen brother Jayrip (my bro) floating of a perk we send them up no spaceship, and if you are an opp i'm sending shots while deceiving directions from cops I planned to do the hit on the spot, I smoke spirits they call me ghost so don’t get put in a box, I’m still that kid they call, C Blu! I admit sometimes I lie for the thrill (yeah) Dummy! Lotti! got stabbed and then slit while in the sight of fright both of their body’s began to glitch, (its true) making my wishes with decisions it’s great news now ni**a Rah is dead your free to flee or freely grieve in his graveyard instead, approach with caution cause All the bros know how i get always keep one inside the head Rah Geez copped it bad Nesty had left him on read so why do I keep hearing talk of making my ass see red (blah blah) all that gang shit (gang) its all cap like (brr) Yus Geez where is you at you got shot in the stomach I was praying you'd lay flat not making waves while in the trap making managers slap your back (grah) C Blue in a booth but I'm not no streamer dissing ni**a Naz is a quick way to seizure I stay humble and flock for my set I’m counting checks, drip or drown in this body of water feeling blessed ballistic guns when you speak on my name its been addressed annoyance from oppositions my foot on they neck I’m not a fed But now you see can these ni**as got me fed up, yelling whoopty can get you left with your head up Nesty Geez don’t wanna see me my gang will catch that PD finger fucking my nina only she can move sneaky, believe me when I yell out YGK it’s not an act rebel vibes all the time when I make it out the hood there is no coming back, I’m heading high to new views not needing approval off rap I been set with natural skills spot an opp at the top he’ll be shot down with the steel cerebral stimulation from popping pills my inner beast awakens while I’m doing drill but I’m not talking kraken you mentioned you are from the hill well a negative field their my opps oyk I still roll up cane went to his body dug him outta his grave shout out Kay Flock he moves too tact practically carrys shotties Kenzo Balla Is a boss on field he’s practical yet magical snapping his fingers while in pursuit the O’s lingered dreadful and vengeful not quite despite my wild vibe despise me all you want but I still get away with crime criminally nothin but real rhymes whist smoking Rah this shit seems easy mister MoveLook hit in his feejee C Blue in a booth but I'm not no streamer dissing ni**a Naz is a quick way to seizure I stay humble and flock for my set I’m counting checks, drip or drown in this body of water feeling blessed ballistic guns when you speak on my name its been addressed annoyance from oppositions my foot on they neck I’m not a fed (C BLU!) (just blow) (gang gang)
Tags
ny drill, witty adlibs, suspenseful piano, eerie, cold voice, male
2:52
No
11/12/2025