AGORA

I be that schizo' motherfucker
 Walking with a shovel
 Keep the bodies covered
 Lurking with my brothers
 Killers by the hundred
 Bleed out my fucking eyes
 $carecrow the glorified
 Fuckboys get mortified
 Bitches get traumatized
 Can't you see in my eyes?
 My heart's been paralyzed
 Never apologize
 God's been disqualified
 Demons have colonized
 My soul's been compromised
 59 homicides
 59 mommas cry
 Just got a motherfucking hand full of cash, ho
 Spend it all already on a handful of hash, ho
 Hope the weed will last, yo
 Half an O' already smoked
 Turning ghost, I'm burning O's
 Chokin' and coughin', I do this shit often
 Enough of the talkin' and pull out the weapon
 We'll see how it goes
 Bitch get to steppin', she sinkin' in snow
 She bend the knee and now her whole throat feeling closed
 $now leopard seekin' clothes
 Throwing bones, these clothes ain't glowing, bitch, they need to keep you froze
 Nigga, it's me and my people (people)
 When my hitters that's a free throw (free throw)
 It's the Crackhead, rolling up napkins
 Have to talk all my shit, I'm a beast though (beast though)
 Started off tucking them pounds, they tucking the rounds
 I'm not with the fucking around (fuckin' around)
 Pull out the chopper
 If you start walking with them, I'ma start cutting shit down
 I'ma re-up in a couple of weeks and be rich with the squad like a couple of G's
 Fuck with my niggas we coming for keeps
 Had to pull out the fader, they fucked up the streets (fucked up the streets)
 I ain't the nigga who stuck on the streets
 If you ready to die, don't say nothin' to me (nothin' to me)
 I'ma bust out the track and then bust out the trap
 I just put in that work for a fuck-load of green (fuck-load of green)
 Gas in the bag, never stuck on no E
 I'm just living out life, feeling good as can be
 If you see what I saw, and you lived 'round my parts
 You'd be starving like Marvin or bustin', the heat (bustin' the heat)
 I'm just that nigga, you couldn't compete
 Got that grass in the bag like it's wood in the tree
 If you asking for action then we'll let you have it
 You niggas afraid and you wouldn't want beef
 How 'bout your bae when I wooded her deep
 Has your bitch on her knees yelling "Put it on me"
 Made her pack up her bags and said, "Get the fuck out"
 'Cause her ass hella fat when she put on them jeans
 I don't want static, and you don't want heat
 Pull the burner out that bag and it's hooked to your bean
 Hood on the head, and I'm 'bout to run up on this nigga who dead just for looking at me
 I be so nutty, my wrist be so floody
 My ice it be drippin', just fucked up the scene
 Sipping on Sprite like that stuff is for cheap
 And my tummy is numb that's a cup of some lean (cup of some lean)
 I be just chilling with me and my villains
 You snitchin', you rats, give a fuck 'bout some cheese
 I'm ready to harvest, the hardest and me
 I'm just cooling it down like a cup of some tea (cup of some tea)
 And I'm out
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 Say I never make money, say I never go (go)
 Wanna make money, always fucking bitches at the show (shows)
 You a fake now
 Sipping lean with Drake now (Drake)
 Hidden fucking corpses in the motherfucking base now
 Man, I'm bossing all you bitches, keepin' all of you opps livid
 All I wish is for three bitches that can give me all their digits, whoa
 Sipping lean in the cup with the bitches looking rough
 Looking tough to the bitches that looking for all the drugs
 Now it's different decision, I put my dick in the center
 And if you listen to Jynn, my niggas wishing you with it
 It's like a simple predicament if you with it, we finish it
 If you dip in the middle, we put a brick to your head and then
 You a rodent, you been a rat in the mist of it all
 Even folding, you benefit get the rest to get caught
 If you told them you with it, then get the business and ball
 Get the business and ball
 Like, damn, how the fuck do you do that?
 You just another motherfucker in a durag
 And you can tell me I'm a hustler from New Jack
 'Cause you get shot up in the gut, I thought you knew that, nigga
 I'ma prove that
 If you two-step, brother, we can do that
 Get the crew bang nigga, where the roots at?
 Like where the tools at
 Hit 'em with pool sticks like I'm gonna move back
 Crackhead