[Part I]
[Intro]
Take the long route, I've got a secret, I'm taking this moment back home
[Chorus: Wallas]
I was provoken, I'm working
Letting them motherf**kas see the light of day
Guess I'm bout to turn this s*** to may
You got no way hittin on the h*es
Circuit charge them n***as staying on our toes
We da bladers, ready to tazer
(We ready not killin but keeping my tazer)
I was provoken, I'm working
Letting them motherf**kas see the light of day
Guess I'm bout to turn this s*** to may
You got no way hittin on the h*es
Circuit charge them n***as staying on our toes (J-J-J-J-JK Biggie)
We da bladers, ready to tazer
(Wе ready not killin but keeping my tazer, grrah, pa, pa, poaw)
[Verse 1: Flare]
We bladеrs, ta-ta-tazer, strong as da lazer
Whatever b**ch, f**k that, reload, gotta reload
You bout to gobble all of that up for breakfast (break)
Scope, fall over, fall again, fall off in a slope
When to see the Pope, Is he rrr?
Ride my bentley, pull up with the b**ches don't seem to care bout the crew
Don't seem to rent the crew, running my n***as, now f**k!, I'm stuck
Can't give any more f**ks bout to count my charges, can you give me a buck?
Wet, no tip got all wet, got all that s*x, let me make time for you
(Ha, cause you deserve it)
Call up the surgeon, bout to drive for the service do it, it's very urgent
[Interlude]
I'm taking this moment back home
[Verse 2: Zoam with Gary Sakiz]
Can't release all that adderall, woah, woah
The pleasure is mine, the two faced-two timed, don't do it zig zag
Pity and your downfall, thank me later, not now, can't control resistance
Tears staining my resume f**k the rhyme, time, lie, pie, what? Bi, turning off the wifi, f**k dying
Haven't been at my place a lot
Haven't been in my hood a lot
Remember when my boys robbed the dot
Hurts to lose all the things I've earned
Can't remember the f**k the being I've turned into
What I've learned, nothing new I really burned just things to turn
She going to gucci's to be the model, take it, Come on, get the bottle
Toggle the stick, stacking bricks, one on one, stackin' stackin' stackin'
Slacking, know what's happening
Flexing my ring, hear my earrings ringing, hurry, I got all the tactics
Progressing my s***, can't tell if this s*** is a mystery, sure feels like a misery
Misery, misery, reading my girls texts like I'm learning f**kin history
Guess I got my shots, shoot it be on point
[Chorus: Wallas & Gary Sakiz]
I was provoken, I'm working
Letting them motherf**kas see the light of day
Guess I'm bout to turn this s*** to may
You got no way hittin on the h*es
Circuit charge them n***as staying on our toes
We da bladers, ready to tazer
(We ready not killin but keeping my tazer, yeah, boom, yeah, watchin)
[Bridge: Gary Sakiz]
We bout to put this s***, on book, we bout to crash this s*** out the door
F**k the other comedians, we turning on your block, til you mit it
Submit it, Hit me up on dat number, chillin wit da b**ches
Chillin with the dawgs, chillin with the --
[Part II]
[Intro: Gary Sakiz]
Runnin' runnin' remember all that s***, alright I need a f**kin breath
Yeah (he, he, he, he)
[Verse: Gary Sakiz]
Congrats to da big dawgs, I'm gotta do this to match in yo league
I got attached to all my b**ches, and turn to the opps to turn them down
Can't wait to see all them n***as frown, pretty big, I'm looking down
Talking to the dude named after the taco, intensely grabbing on the columns
Independent boy, but grew up, they tried to provoke me & my n***as
I'll never make sum mistakes that are irreversible, bout to go to the turnables
We're starvin' we'll find anything to use, suck it, there's some irony
They criticize the shortcomings, everyone's got there own shortcomings
Some understanding on the fight we're facing, won't help you see the light
You tryna capture the opps, opps tryna capture, but they just motivation
I can't feel all the pain cause I'm painless, been hurt too many times
F**king up too many times, I'm reflecting cause it's morning time
I'm your lil Valentine, turning to cupid shooting my arrows but I'm turning red
I'm too busy doing nothing, but s*** ain't stopping me, turn down opps
Broke the spell on my last album, how?, went to listen to the tape
Before my date, me and my rivals related (X-Poppy, Pop, X-Poppy)
Went to dance on my opps graves, lived many lives, can't stop thinking
I'm a f**king chart topping clock hopping, flock leading motherf**king boy
Delay but always deliver, opps giving me the motto winning them like the lotto
F**k am I doing? Turn up to my place, got some raps to show you b**ch
Giving the power, be careful, I'm throwing shots in all directions
City in danger, f**k all the stranger, sum of them n***as won't last
One moment they get it, they just disappear in a cloud of dust!
How? How?
[Outro: Gary Sakiz]
I know how
They change the way they see the fame
Clueless of what's happening in the game
They sell their soul to the game, don't sell too much
A few scattered in the rough but they tend to lose touch
They stick on any platform that we're on
They can't seem to translate
