Holocaust

[Intro]
I've got something to say

[Verse 1]
I done took an attitude, but I'm still winning
And they wanna see me quit, but I'm just beginning
On my side, you gotta keep it loyal to the ending
Mama's crying every day, that's just the art of livin'
Yeah this shit is crazy, but to me it's real
Some niggas not for real, they just got a deal
I know y'all heard that nigga, gotta keep the steel
R.I.P. my broski, I know y'all feel my feel
Yo' name can't go cold, long as my blood hot
I'm a take you and me straight to the top
We had a fuckin' plan, we had a fuckin' plot
Was all through the land, we rolled through every block
This shit is serious, it got me fucked up
I can't trust a soul, to me, that's fucked up
I only trusted one, trust with that last gut
But that nigga, he ain't here, he dropped his last blunt
But I'm a hold it down, until my last gust
JoJo had fans, just ask the pastor
On the e-way got that call, grandmama gassed up
Glad to hear my voice, I'm her last grandson

[Chorus]
It's time to blow up, it's time for blast off
And I'ma only keep it real, they tryna send you off
Over anything, the opps'll try to knock you off
Every hood they losing bodies, this a holocaust
It's time to blow up, it's time for blast off
You gotta think fast, they'll take your cap off
Over anything, the opps'll try to knock you off
Youngins killing just for fun, these streets a holocaust

[Verse 2]
Took it light at first, I know we hold good
I domed a couple blunts, thinkin' my bro good
I called them real niggas, I called the whole hood
Swole as hell up in the E, we act just like we should
Doctor say "Mother and brother, can I have a word?"
Took us to the back, he said he had a loss for words
One shot to the back, traveled to his heart
Niggas say they feel my pain, but I don't got no heart
This is more than rap, you gotta play your part
Some niggas meet the end, before they get to start
It's like a chess game, you gotta play your part
I just grab the fucking pen and push it like a cart
Then that shit happened, fans ran to my car
We more famous then these niggas that's on Worldstar
But I don't pay attention, cause I'm a born star
R.I.P. to Joseph Coleman, you a Worldstar

[Chorus]
It's time to blow up, it's time for blast off
And I'ma only keep it real, they tryna send you off
Over anything, the opps'll try to knock you off
Every hood they losing bodies, this a holocaust
It's time to blow up, it's time for blast off
You gotta think fast, they'll take your cap off
Over anything, the opps'll try to knock you off
Youngins killing just for fun, these streets a holocaust