Dillon McCluskey & All-In Beezy
Dillon McCluskey & Mac Don & AyeTeeM & La’ Tray & Trapkingkai
Dillon McCluskey & All-In Beezy & Derek White
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey & Trapkingkai
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey & Yugen No Kami & Phelgm
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey
Dillon McCluskey & & Trapkingkai
Dillon McCluskey
[Hook]
How you figure? How you figure?
I look in the mirror and I realize anybody can be a killer
Finger on the trigger only thing on my mind is bustin'
I'm head hunting before they kill me over nothin'
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the, edge
I'm trying not to lose my, head
It's like a jungle sometimes I feel like Tarzan
Came from the dirt now there's snakes in my garden
[Verse 1 - Dillon McCluskey]
Taking steps to get my head out of the water
Walking under ladders makes me superstitious
My intuition telling me money coming my way
And my palms been itching
I barley scratch the surface
I'm staring at these dead faces all day like a mortician
I get the sack gone like a magician
Fuck boy gone we need to omit him, forget him
Your body is an exhibition, I trip like a expedition
Game on lock like dentition, aye we the best
No Opposition, this can't be competition
If one of us makes it then we'll get our recognizance
Free agents trying to sign like a petition
Ah, I'm rolling up like a patrician
Smokin' on that strong, Roger Clemens
Definition of redefinition, if I want it then I gotta get it
[Hook]
How you figure? How you figure?
I look in the mirror and I realize anybody can be a killer
Finger on the trigger only thing on my mind is bustin'
I'm head hunting before they kill me over nothin'
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the, edge
I'm trying not to lose my, head
It's like a jungle sometimes I feel like Tarzan
Came from the dirt now there's snakes in my garden
[Verse 2 - TrapKingKai]
Man I love the game, it love me back
When they blessed me with this gift, I don't know how to react
Now I'm about to attack, you niggas starting to overreact
And say I'm not the same man I just stayed my lane (whoa)
But they don't know, on the low I'm that nigga
I can fill a whole venue with hipsters and hood niggas
All I do is smoke weed and mantain
K-Y-D back up in your brain
So peep the synopsis, fuck with me and get a dropkick
I'm Ralfer Alston, streetballin'
Learned that, from watching baller
And I learned to never trust a bitch who flip the script like Sadie Hawkins
No Boy Meets World, nigga I been savage
The lyrical captain, back spazzing, how it happen?
Style came a long way from that backpackin'
Treez and we at it, nigga I'm back at it kid
[Hook]
How you figure? How you figure?
I look in the mirror and I realize anybody can be a killer
Finger on the trigger only thing on my mind is bustin'
I'm head hunting before they kill me over nothin'
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the, edge
I'm trying not to lose my, head
It's like a jungle sometimes I feel like Tarzan
Came from the dirt now there's snakes in my garden
[Verse 3 - Mac Don]
I'm way beyond the most slept on
MC walking Babylon, rewrite the book of Psalms in crayons
24K my competition spray on
Taking no days off 'til my mama's bills is payed off
Sitting sideways in this '97 Civic, Trolling my city
Two girls with me, windows down blowing sticky
If you about putting that work you know where to hit me
For the time being, catch me in the basement
Changing up the flow, never get complacent
Schoolin' kids, got my eyes on the skies
Sitting back mesmerized, switching lanes in Dubai
Visualizing vigilante with the Vice Grip
Sit back and then I laugh
Behind the tempos where home at
Somebody point where the throne at
Nevermind occupying the seat, I'ma own that
King Midas where the chromosomes at (boy)
[Hook]
How you figure? How you figure?
I look in the mirror and I realize anybody can be a killer
Finger on the trigger only thing on my mind is bustin'
I'm head hunting before they kill me over nothin'
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the, edge
I'm trying not to lose my, head
It's like a jungle sometimes I feel like Tarzan
Came from the dirt now there's snakes in my garden
Collecting cannibals inside my mental
Analyzing the world and lately it's been suspenseful
Uh I'm never gentle with the instrumentals
Like a beast, I feast on 'em
Leave 'em disassembled, Never to be rekindled
From the Ville but the blocks hot as Miami
Keeping it real but people faking round me
Yo my clique's appeal is poppin' when we around g
Aye I came to kill like Jason swingin' machete
Abstract quarterback, throwing thrax on the track
Hustle hard, roll a spliff, from the sack, and relax
Smoking sticky icky through the city 'til my lungs collapse
Every puff strong as a hit from a Slugger bat
Louis V to be exact, hold it down where I'm at
My people's got the indo selling quarters in the cul-de-sac
Need that? they like Jimmy John's, you get it ASAP
I'm a rat trap on every beat, fuck who say I can't snap
[Hook]
How you figure? How you figure?
I look in the mirror and I realize anybody can be a killer
Finger on the trigger only thing on my mind is bustin'
I'm head hunting before they kill me over nothin'
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the, edge
I'm trying not to lose my, head
It's like a jungle sometimes I feel like Tarzan
Came from the dirt now there's snakes in my garden
Garden was written by HXVSE & Mac Don & La’ Tray & Trapkingkai & Dillon McCluskey.
Garden was produced by Hannibal King.