VOICEMAIL ft. 7ORENZO, Just Brxnsxn, Chevy the Goodfella & rich. Lyrics

Born a Christian but the meats halal

Black or Tan but where I come from it's up the RA

Seek discomfort

Sleep in the dungeons you call it rap

Soon as he's redundant close the case duck tape around his face and it's a

Don't care how many mistakes you make this one's your last

Find out where you live and dig up where you hid the stash

Nothing like you seen before

I hit 'em with a different class

If you wanna go

I suggest you take the scenic route

Fog still on the mini van windows

Funny lil bastards with their cameras out

Act on innuendos

Know where I'm from don't know where I've been doe

Thanks for asking I ain't answering

And for your info

I'm not trying to keep it simple

My pencil a BIC

Fuck your symptoms I'm sick

Like a bent over bitch with her hair in the wind

Getting sick while the wind blows against her

With this one I'm back to the intro

Seven

Zero fifty-one

And they never get an answer

Getting lifted in the camper

Zero fifty-one

But we watch it ringing out

Never did it for the clout

Don't know how to even start this shit

Then put the thing to paper and the pen be going ham like I've got Parkinson's

I am where the darkness lives

Everyday's the same so it's getting kinda hard to try to part with it

Court on Friday morning yeah the homies quiet the arsonist

Set the fucking booth on fire release the carcinogen

All these little trap drill fags are just embarrassing

Find out where my target lives

Lack opens up I fucking spark the bitch

You can get your whole apartment stripped for tryna bar with him

Have em screaming like a little kid

Fogging all the windows and the camera lens

Zero fifty-one all day

Yeah that's what's happening

They got my shit on loop like rings that circle Saturn

I'm that bastard prick they tried to cancel but they haven't got the armoury

Bulletproof

Hard to see

Creeping out the fog

How could I ever leave?

I mean depart the scene

When the scenes the other part of me

Zero fifty-one

And they never get an answer

Getting lifted in the camper

Zero fifty-one

But we watch it ringing out

Never did it for the clout

I couldn't give a fuck about a single thing you think of me

We're coming for your weak ass minds to break the industry

Sheeple minded feeble swine

Feast on toxicity

I'll grab the closest object and then toss it

Funny man you comic

Straight into your skull and watch the patterns paint the subject

Respect the valley name

Collecting names up in locket

The world is filled with greed

We don't just do it for the profit

We really love it

So what you gonna do?

When we come for you

The devil's in your dreams

They'll never hear you scream

Out here causing war

You better lock your doors

Never gave a thought

And that's just why you dumb

Yeah I got the flows

Leaving enemies as feast for the crows

Get a superman punch to the nose

I'm a ghost

Get it how it goes

But you'll never know

When I'm the road and your running first

Zero fifty-one

And they never get an answer

Getting lifted in the camper

Zero fifty-one

But we watch it ringing out

Never did it for the clout