MACACA

Intro:
Aye
Should've already known I was in the muhfucka
This muhfucka crazy
Yea
Uh
Aye

Verse:
Its kelly j
From burbs to blocks
I can't get knocked by the cops
Channeled that inner silk
Paired my hares to the poppa docs
Like who to box
Challenged occasions
Payed for the dues to cost
Shit i can't call it

No more favors
Souless impoverished
Honest

Ball in ya court
U You can't shake up faith wit a fiver
Complicate the sport
Likey to report
Til days get dire
This my kings galore
Now kelly onna throne
Won't beef wit a squires

Hardly
Polished
Constant

Constant in motion
Top of thе moanin
Vision hazin up
Only
Flowered wit genеs (jeans)
Its Like a pocket wit posies
Sholee
Kelly regime its like a fade wit the goalie
Above the ranks
Im In this game rollin doadie
Rest on to kobe
Fro on 2s
The iq is tucker foley
No little mosey but im feelin like the man in this moment

Verse 2:
Back to the burbs n blocks
Coppers is poppin tops
Applause get heard by the lost
Don’t expect me to drink from troughs
Niggas blinder than toph
Playin God
The divinity see how u sin inside
Wolf inna sheeps skin is hide
We dont intertwine
Nigga step aside
You tried it
Like posiden wit tridents
Sea full of violence
Kell brought the beat to the fire
Lit up the truck n engine im fixin to slash the tires
Black on black attire
Tie like 47 hitman
I’ll provide proficient fists then
Make a wish mephisto
Know the kicks been diadoras kiss those
I Slide to a hefer house just to get blown
Then i get gone
Like im
One wit the breeze
Poppin nem Ps
Im just gon chill wit the green
Like fuck a treesh i need my concious at ease
Please
Nigga
From the states to favelas
Problems is
Let me tell it ,shit
Niggas sheddin skin but they claim the realest
I dont do beef niggas treesh i will turn that mother fucker to penicillin
Giant talk nigga fie fee fuck a foo fum
We gon hit the ceiling