A Grim Symphony (Hosted By Fakez & Keif Capone)

Hate all you want but im still getting paid
Smoking crops,im out of orbit and im bound to let it bang
Poverty taught me, I always gotta keep some paper
Opposition drawing sights on me, hell never make it
Tryna steal my sound, you really need to switch yo cadence
Off uppers and some downers, got my body feeling wavy
He gone call but bet im still gone bluff. Him on the payment
Placements that im making, moving different, life changing
Could put this pride aside but not my nine, I bet I chase him
Not really the type to coincide wit all my haters
Acting like that guy but doodle bob behind the pages
Bullets float like Columbine, the way I flick em from this angle
Murder shit, no fable, he gone talk and script the image
I do what I have to just to make it to these riches 
He act like a bad man but that pistol end him swiftly 
Lived life in a trashcan, surrounded by my triggers
Can you hear the trigger? Knock yo head right in that river
I ain’t ask for shit, I had to move a lil different 
Prosper til I die, I want my family to live it
Grew up in the dark, must see the light before the ending 
She gone hate a lot but I done fucked the bitch and finished 
I can see the top but can I reach it fore they kill me
I go through a lot but hold it in just like my gift man
Tear this shitn apart, I face my fears , I aint no bitch fam
No mas, no drama needed, I stay on my shit 
 pull up, pull out and throw a mag right at that bitch 
Show out, smokehouse, I’m burning grass inside your crib 
Man it’s obvious no leisure, baby tease me for the Peter 
Fast bags, no knicks, I had to carry out the riches 
No mas lil nigga, why you standing at the entrance?

Poverty

Dogman

Family Matters

I’m in a expedition, riding with my niggas 
Iron on my side finna pop em, you not winning 
Sparking beef with me, just know your brother not living 
Put em on a tee, I send the hit and you finished
The way she talk to me, I might just give her attention, 
Four zips of biscotti, im smoking good til the ending
6 pints of some wonky, im gaining weight for the winter
My oasis is different, I give a lash to yo nigga

No cash, locash, I bet he broke as it gets
Check his vitals for a pulse, I think he died on the flip
Birds chirping round this bitch, I might just buy me some fent
Serve the block a new strip and watch how hot it could get
Seafood on the bay, im living lavish and shit
Bro was mad as a bitch, cause I was stabbing his chick
Might run game but stay the same, I bet im blasting yo crib
Ha

Smashing and adapting, not the same Im everlasting 
See pain and go through things that you could never fucking fathom 
Location had to change, I’m tryna reroute on my racks bruh
They switch on the gang but I’m gone be here when that bag up
They gone try to stain me, really I don’t need no backup
Can’t play me, he a daisy, is you crazy, I got Mac’s tucked
Drain you wit this stainless, act superior, get bagged up
No danger, not a stranger to this life, know it’s a wrap huh?
Morticians calling for that casket cause he wrapped up
Morticians calling daily for that casket cause he wrapped up

(Fin)

Casket Talk

Players Ball

Ride the Milky Way, on the clouds , outer space 
She was knocking the door, like she the police , fuk she think 
Gotta relocate into another void, another place
Keep your extra shit away from me, cause now I’m doing great 
Fuk it switch styles on the beat, she bout to ovulate 
I swear to god I’m running at a different pace
Hoes be yelling in my face, they mad cause I’m just solo dolo and it’s great 
Found a new strain today , I fell in love with it okay 
I’m about to kick back for a minute , do my thang , it seems to me you like to hate , cause you ain’t doing great 
On my own stratosphere, you niggas outta place 
I can’t hang around no piggies, turn them frauds into sum bacon 
I ain’t been the same since the day I touched a 100k, life is like a ballot, either pick ya vote or lose the race 
I accept the challenge, guarantee I’m coming in first place 
Got a home studio , designed my method, get this bank, aye okay 

Ride the milky way ( ride it, baby ride it 
Ride the Milky Way, (ride it , baby ride it
Uh 
I got sum M’s on my mind right 
Like who the fuk you think you is, I take yo limelight 
Look at the cards that I was dealt , don’t think it sound right 
But I go harder for this shit, like what it sound like?
Off kilter, let it hit, no reminiscing for the limelight
Shape shifting niggas steady tryna get down right?
Rhyming in my genes but these hoes love to sound bite 
Plenty enemies in my lane, but they ass right
Shit getting darker everyday, hold the drum tight
I stay out the way, I’m MIA, took a long flight 
baby wanna stay,  where yo pape, I’m the dawg type 
He get wit strays for claiming gang, he the lost type 
Shifting through my pain, it’s just a phase but I’m alright
Plenty on my brain that I could say but I’m alright


(Fin)

SoundByte

Too much, them boys stay talking down, but now I’m up 
Catch a backhand, no Ragland, but bet I keep it tucked 
I gotta spaz man, lost too much to ever give a fuk
I bet I see it through fasho, cause either way I gotta jump
Burner in the left hand, the right one hold a pump
Life ain’t give me shit man, but I could give two fucks
I gotta talk my shit and live it til I die, just run it up
Send my oppositon right up to the sky for acting up
I ain’t too sadistic but survival is a must 
 it get super wicked, when you know you truly fucked 
Ain’t no future in it, not a dime, she just a slut
Can’t be too submissive, no time, just count it up 
That is not my nigga, no ties, can’t fuck wit us
At the top like simba, in December stacking up
Raid the bitch so quick, you’ll really never see it coming 
Grew up from a garden in a crack, and I’m not budging 

(Fin)

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A Grim Symphony (Hosted By Fakez & Keif Capone)

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