I been running through the pack I just cant relax
Inhaling these strong winds but this shit wont collapse
No way we can get attached bitch I need the bag
Its something I never had its a must for the stash
I been running through the pack I just cant relax
Inhaling these strong winds but this shit wont collapse
No way we can get attached bitch I need the bag
Its something I never had its a must for the stash
Its a must for the stash not comfortable doing bad
Its not all about I but a nigga still gotta lash
Im picking up a book bitch I aint lifting a mag
Sixteens and the shit mean best clip you could ever have
People telling me what I should do I just know what I wanna do
Kill rappers without touching 'em verses is kinda virtual
Showing 'em what a verbal do punches will make 'em vertical Kill you on the mic now in that box they wont search for you
Get it limited views I'm dimming ya fuse
I den slept in the f*ckin rain really had drip on my shoes
Y'all taking this shit too far really think banging is cool
Talking bout all of that aiming til they aiming at you
I been maneuvering from these snakes now the road is looking much clearer
Really had to find myself look at my soul through the mirror
Told me that I'm that nigga more lyrics into the mixture
Came with the perfect potion ironic it makes me sicker
Straight shots to the liver for the times I wanted to give up
Slack that I had to pick up still give my all like a stick up
Money not being friendly people loving the envy
Probably cause what spitting nobody else had to lend me
After this they wont forget me every one of my joints is hitting
Even on all sides and still running and time is ticking
The mission is the addiction the journey is worth the friction
Zoning like double zipping have yo bitch make a double visit