CP3

[Sey]
(Uh!)
I'm over it
Heart get colder when
Niggas act bitch
Now niggas want snitch
Now niggas want switch
Like the shit ain’t happen
Let me stick to rappin', I was getting outta character
240 characters, they call it copy pasta
I'm really from the yard
I can come with plenty rastas
I’m from Chicago, Fort Knox
I was really at Doc's
When you was talkin 'bout dox
Connect the dots, muhfucka
Shit is lame
Really Think It's a Game?
You our rich homie, Quan?
Or did you make the rich homie pawn?
Better than a rook fronting like a king
Who never did a thing
You was really outside
They love the song that you sing
But it was ghostwritten
Bars bitten
Lookin out the window at thе life you smitten
With
Getting confidеnce behind screen
Only time you had juice, when you screamed, 'Hi, Sey'
As I walk by on my journey in life
Never doin' things twice
I'm only doin’ what’s right
I gotta write
Back to scrobblin'
I’m LS Free
Shoutout Niko, shoutout Paul
"I got feet, I got feet"
Biden dragging feet when we need more relief
Texas in a freeze, people still feelin' grief
Asians getting beat while we still get the knee
And whole time there's a new strain of Covid-19
Movies get released directly to my tv
The Pandemic ain't over this is Care Pack 3