(Nat)
This tracks gonna be fire
Look at my attire
I was always an outsider
Picking sticks for the fire
Never fought but i’m a fighter
Dig down deep im always tired
Had no voice
But on a cloud niner
Think i’m cool?
Don’t be a liar
I’m made of metal you are made out of fiber glasss
Come at me and my boys
We will kick your assssss
I’m about to finish this with burnt marks
Made a hundred views feeling great
Looking like i know how to skate
But boy
I’ve never shaved off friends
I’m going higher and higher off the charts
It’s time to make amends
I can’t stop shooting guns
Trust me this sh*t just for fun
Don’t ever come at me
Or might have to clap your career (buns)
(Colin)
b*tch i’m flowing on the track
Talking this and that you really dissin’ Nat
But i don’t give a crap
But i got bars like racks
Stacked up to the max (X2l)
Yuh
f*ck boy, you don’t got a clue
Champion slides on my shoes
Caught L that stands for lose
(can’t understand what Colin says sry xD)
I gave up