Dry Run

Psychosis getting kinda heavy
Got me rolling out hefty, got me pearling
Blunt keep on burning, no concern
Wit none of that shit
I can’t bother, call me sovereign
I can’t fuck wit ya function, fuck a party
That shit outta my scope, I rather smoke
Introverted so I gave fuck bout non of that shit
Stepping side ways, you end up a lick, 40 Glock a make you hit
Stationary, get ya body split

End a up blurry clip, promise I prolly
Hitting vitals, this ain’t no scary shit
Unless it’s terry, bitch, ain’t no Cruz
Face melted, on some terror shit
Like I’m Harvey, have’em screaming oh Lordy
Tried to keep it cordial, ain’t working

Been kirking, too uncertain
I sleep wit pistol next to my bed
Paranoia too constant
Block hot as bitch
And ain’t slipping for shit
That shit not a option
It’s either that on end up a target
I promise dem bullets heartless
Like hollows
They just here for da soul
Eroding families man that shit don’t get old
But that story always get told
Right after you dead, but I ain’t got the time

I rather rolls some Mary, or clean ana
Just call me Sanchez, no fuck
For a bama, brush off my planters
Like who wanna get slanted, not a question i damage

Testing patience, get planted
Stanky leg on ya casket
Flow be stretchy fantastic
Glow been gracious fanatics
Got no time for a status, engulfed madness, tried regulate
Almost lost my mind to the shit
Had me caught up hopeless and shit
Now I’m feeling lost on some shit
Like fuck up off me wit stress
Found my home, and this shit dark as bitch
A different edition, I really don’t give a fucking shit