Saturated - Chapter 2 Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah
I got to get some shit off my chest
Gang, I'm the realest nigga, I know
When the leader spoke, the heat in sequence , the beat is the foe
Bang, I don't pretend, I preload my four
No pretentious, peace will be drawn
And peace will be leaving, we gone
Gang, I don't lean on my people for strength
But if it is needed, you seeing nothing but beaters with choppers
Gang, I done seen killers on God
You know that. shit real when your squad
Gets smaller and brooks has not not got em
Gang, they must like the books that I'm dropping
They done gave keys to a Loch Ness monster
That seem to be walking
Without no fear and no demons
He does not seem to be conscious
I'm just an evil ill boss
With people that kill for a kilo
Woke as f*ck Bleeding from brain cells,
Constantly leaving my body
Let me not give it up, lost it
Limitless vision, but living within this system is nonsense
All these oblivious niggas, looking like they Uncle Tom
I'm just too smart and too rugged
I am just too Rucker Park for f*ckers, they Uncle Ruckus
So f*ck y'all, why y'all up in arms?
I'm Justin, I'm up on some charts
Department depart with no substance
Niggas is missing these bars
Take this here, but don't take me there
Take this L, I am something else
Come and face your fear
Jason in the booth, with a naked bitch, the grayest hair, the greatest here
Ace of spades on deck, the king my set, The joker, hear me?
Jokes over, there he go
I'm so for real, I ride alone
When beef is near, I told my team, I want the shell
Snipers lurking, windows have, 50 cals, like my last meal
Trap house, 12, outside dwell,
Cartel ties, heart shot kill
Narcos think the silver surfer selling sacks plus heroin pills
Stare at will, stare at will
Air is thin, but a snitch's skin get lifted from his flesh
Get left in a blazing ditch, with my blades of steel
Blades are gory, Satch the killer, make his story factually real
Blades of glory, ask em nigga, this the house that Satch has built
Zone nigga,
Coldest rapping, stacking buildings, corporate action, grab the drill
Don't cooperate with laws
Get the facts And then react
A million niggas say they tough
They cracked
I passed the test when taps was near
Now we sit back laughing,
Satch your legend, ask a slime
Ask about me, we will have to ask you too excuse yourself
I'm facts and will
I'm the Jackson 5, but my chapter 2 left basketball completely
Now I mastermind the crime that kills
Ask a slime, ask a real one
All up in this rap for meals
Only way I'm back on courts
Is homicide or racketeering
Drama time, I'm bout that action
Ear to streets, we saw you coming
Please beware, no please be careful
Careless speaking get you killed
Chamber locked with secrets
If my chamber cock, release
Demons, aiming at police
I'm filled with game, hip-hop and gang shit, stop it
Lame get popped with pieces from my frame,
The prophet, plane shit, rocking, 'Same Dude', 'Pain', and I'm a goat
And I maintain creative process
I'm the don, my St. Laurent's are
Leather, suede, I run the game,
I'm something sacred, maybe godsent
Maybe rob you for your chain
Maybe I'm just crazy, I'm still blazing
My mind lately has been up in flames occasionally
I feel struck to kick the bucket
Just because I missed my chance to get a bucket
Yeah, ahhhhhhh
Satch up in this bitch boy I could go all night
I got a lot more to say
Chapter 2 shit
Niggas ask me what's the move
I tell them patient, I'm bout to make it
I count my blessings right after counting the bitches I slayed
I pick a broad to risk it with
Hit the bitch, she said my dick big
So I probably just gifted her
Merry Christmas
I'm with the shits then out this ho
I'm bout to blow, can't miss my chance
I founded my own syndicate
I found out I'm a real savant
Hours turn to minutes, time is ticking
Trouble, I have witnessed
Sirens, hiding from the boys
Like I am minding my own business
Biometrics climbing swiftly
I know guys who slice your kidney
I don't lie, I fire semis
Tirade, I make guys, give me everything they have
All the smoke inside me, living like I don't exhale
Just breathing all the dope in
Focused, know this, growing, I won't fail
Came from north, that's Brooklyn boy
And brooks, they look real shook, I will
Take your bitch, then leave her
All I kept was secrets, she was saying
I'ma have to laugh at any fake gratitude y'all showing
I'm just here to prove my own
Onus on myself, small business owner
Entrepreneur, off of Scotty Cookie Runs I'm giving moments
Living, walking sickness hold up
Still benign to those who love him
Still got nines for those who touch him
Still inclined to get a budget
Still sublime, but still a f*cking on some sluts I ain't in love with
But I'm trying to make my mother proud
I blind to hate, I'm coming with
The kind of shit that doesn't sound
Like thy or they or nothing
Yeah, your thighs are shaking, brother
Are your slime, don't make me blood you
I'm the kindest face, with grime, sometimes I'm
Blatant, rough: Blake and Drummond,
Pistons firing, burning rubber
I am surely gutter
Yeah I ride the wave that I have made
I'm Norrin Radd inside a flame
The coldest rapping, love it, f*ck it
In the streets, I'm into beef
Y'all work for them, I work for us
My allure is sheik to sheep
It's meek on earth and Satch is space
And Swizz on bass, I predetermined that's the case
Above the law, beat the jury, dash away
Come meet your maker laughing out the window of the Aston,Wraith or
Porsche or Lambo, matching brakes
I know they mad, they have to hate this
I've been down, but now I feel like
I have finally found my route
And I have got the strength to say it
Open air, dopest fragrance, loud and wood, silence hatred
Seeps through minds and mine is racing
Kyle Busch with nitrous pavement
Reggie Bush, no reggie When we spark the flame
The clouds are white
The cards are stacked in black man favor
I don't need no validation
I am he who validates them
On the grind, I lost the life I had
I'm now incorporated
Big boy f*cking orchestrating
Pointing hands and swinging branches
Leaves are falling, niggas dancing
I'm the realest, still here waiting
See what they be rapping bout
Wonder why they have the clout
I take it from them, Satch is racing, rapid pace
I give a f*ck if it ain't Satch and that's a fact
The casket waiting at your doorstep
Step to lord, I schedule your, demise with death an accurate painting
Off your splattered blood's a f*cking Basquiat
I hate the f*cking back and forth
Niggas scared, I ain't the hatin'
I'ma 'Skip' debates and say it
I'm the realest nigga, while y'all looked away
I took the trap, The Book of Satch with bad behavior
Bitches acting like they have to save it
Every time they take a picture with you
Have to hit the pavement
Just need you to get my payment
Bring it back to Pablo
You ain't stupid You don't want no problems
Satch up in this bitch, savage as it gets
Ahhhhhh
I'm still laughing at these niggas
Fascinated, taking them through basic training
Now catch the pace while dripping sauce, drop the bass
Throw flames begin to
Blaze the scene I'm laser beaming
LASIK vision, Lucid dreaming
Split the gains recoup the Gs
We cleaned it all through loopholes, Jesus
Dude, I f*cking do this Jesus
Saint? I'm not, but who is? He is?
Cease it stop it Satch the beast that's next, believe it