TargetLok

[Verse 1]
Off the rip, I knew these tricks couldn't fuck with the shop
Hit my mark when TargetLok
Opposition in a box
Stuck inside a fox hole
Infamous like scarecrow
Fuck the fame I want the dough
All I need is money mo’
Empty pockets what I like
Off you wit a single strike
Ask me what my ward be
Imma yell out fuckin’ psych
Doomshop is straight excellence
Face eternal pestilence
You ain’t even relevant
Now you just some evidence
Once again up on the track, I gotta make that money stack
Sortahuman, burnt a junt, blowin smoke straight kickin back
Playaz on the scene, rollin' clean cause that’s how it be
Dealin with some hardships survivin and still struggling
All this shit be on my mind, better catch up with ya kind
I’m not the one you wanna test, I’ll punch you in yo bird chest
The beat was fye, so you know we had to merk this
On some new shit, I know you ain't neva heard this