Lightwork Freestyle

[Intro]
Grr, brra, brra
Brrap, baow baow baow

[Chorus]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs
So don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
Glocks, rambos my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
Imma say their names 'til it's legendary
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I dеfend man's block like Giggs
So don't get shot for talking thе hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
Glocks, rambos my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
Imma say their names 'til it's legendary
Come now, let me get this started

[Verse 1]
It was one ZK, then two ZKs, that was stuck in someone's body
I heard it went clink inside, like a fork and a knife
Don't laugh cah that shit ain't funny
Up and down my block like a seesaw
They don't ride cah they're scared of the nee nor
Trust, I went with 6 and beat 4
Pissed, cah I would have dropped 1 if I beat more
I see all these guys tryna link up
They all wet it, don't matter, been rubbed
He was at crib with a bitch getting dick sucked
I was on the block in a whip with this stick tucked
Jump out quick, no time to react
And red card them like Mr. SecPaq
This Glock, I love it, came in jet black
Imma make her bust right in your chest, akh
I don't do no subliminal threats
Niggas know me, I say it with chest
How can you call your nigga your friend
When you bought him a ped, should have copped him a vest
Jailhouse settings, im a redrum spec'
Chef, razor blade in your neck
Fives been dropped, I wonder who's next? (Hmm)
I wonder

[Bridge]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs
So don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
Glocks, rambos my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
Imma say their names 'til it's legendary
Come now, let me get this started

[Verse 2]
Fill up the car with shanks and poles
Go home if you hear I'm on route with smoke
Something got smoked, three shots, no alchy
Pissed cah he didn't make it home
When LTs ride out, shit gets fried out
Went to the shop cah I had a little dry mouth
Spotted JP, look at him tryna hide out
Chef, chef him up 'til he cries out
110, no circular
I'm in a passy, blacked out with a burner tucked
Trust, how many men done hurdler?
But still ain't came back tryna murder us
Fuck, the ralis concerned of us
Got half of the team in a Serco bus
Why you rapping on beats, my nigga?
Who you shot or cheffed in these streets, my nigga?

[Chorus]
Come now, let me get this started
Before Kizz died, gang left him retarded
I defend man's block like Giggs
So don't get shot for talking the hardest
Got sweets but I don't make confectionary
Glocks, rambos my secondary
We left countless guys in the cemetery
Imma say their names 'til it's legendary
Come now, let me get this started