Moving Ballistic

Am a soldier out here I've been stranded alot
I'll let it bang on you i don't need to handle a Glock
And i don't even like Jewellery or Louis Vuitton
But am a cop a chain and make it dangle on my top
Told my brudda yo its bless b I'll handle my ops
I ain't talking about am gunna let it bang on ya block
Told my boy get on your grind and pull up your socks
I told my brudda you ain't sick because your slangin a rock
It takes no skills to whip in a pot
A few bills from giving some kittys a rock
I get chills when i think of hitting the block
I gotta flow I'm reving up and it can't ever be topped
Cuz when I'm in the kingdom i can't ever be lost
The way i hit the beat it's like I've got thе blessing of God
And i ain't talking bout swinging, i ain't talking of Froch
But when i really needеd it nobody gave me a box
And Woii
You don't wanna catch these hands there like a piston
Way from the beginning I've been socially distant
I know bruddas waps clapping aiming for your skull bone
All your bruddas clappin at me hoping that they missed it
I've been moving ballistic, silly little dip shit
Really think I'm tryna be on road in my 50's
I'm tryna build a better life for my family
Yeah I'm just tryna build a better life for my pickneys
I just drop a quick two verses then im riftin
Why you talking about that life you've never lived in
I'll put my life on the line for all my siblings
And you don't wanna catch my right you'll be the victim
Wait a minute I'm just getting started I'm just loading up
20 million they telling me that i ain't known enough
You think your bad until your bones are getting broken up
Look everybodys made of flesh so everyone can open up
Yeah i remember being out on that bench in the rain
Then i was sleeping at Sharons i remember the days
G I was at that back door putting genk to my face
Then i was back on the sofa again playing my game
But now am back on my grind, i got back in my lane
I was depressed and i don't ever wanna feel that again
She was undressing me and i do not remember her face
You better speak it with your chest if you gone mention my name
I'm like a lion in a cage I can't ever be tamed
I wear my heart on my sleave and i can't ever be shamed
The way i put the picture on the canvas it's a mad ting
People looking at me saying that can't ever be paint
If i ain't seen you in a while we can't ever be mates
Feeling depressed and suicidal that can't ever be great
I'm snapping like a crocodile if you get in my way
G you smoking sutten vile that can't ever be haze
And now there looking at me pissed because they know that I'm on
These other rappers basic they busy smoking a bong
I wrote this in like 20 minutes g it ain't nothing long
Just give me cheddar and i might just ghost write you a song
I tell a lady let me show you what I do with my tongue
I hit a milly now she wanna dance round in her thong
Put it down on me when I already told her it's wrong
I tell her baby cry me a river and cry at me long