#myway
an old verse that never got used and grew on me

Glock nine in my coat
You want beef?, let me know
It's a problem?, you ain't up the score
I can send the lo
Cocaine diamonds white like snow, my neck on froze
My wrist, it glow, my brother came with that four

My pockets came legit, pockets on swole
You say pour a four or six?, huh, i'm pouring some more
Want that static?, ima let it go
For smoke, we gon let it blow
All them bullets tagging on your toe, turn you to the red tahoe

Run up in alyx, she want it back, I know she want it
She said i'm the best, she on me, I know she want it
But her friend look better, I guess
I'm running these checks after check, uh, huh
Get that bag without doing a test, uh, huh
I got shooters, flying from the west, uh, huh
And my brothers came in with that tec, uh, huh
Aim for your head, not below the neck, uh, huh

Glock nine in my coat
You want beef?, let me know
It's a problem?, you ain't up the score
I can send the lo
Cocaine diamonds white like snow, my neck on froze
My wrist, it glow, my brother came with that four

Bbs called me, he said he needed some
I was supposed to be on my way
I knew what he was on
Shit
Yall see what i'm on

Static! (interlude)

bbs