3 Shots Lyrics

Test been keeping movement on the low I had my reasons

32 below my flow is timeless your watch freezing

Carful where you shine barracudas round these parts

Old gate keepers feed crooked police hearts

Adolescent gun owners

Young's turn to cemetery

Middle schoolers gang banging shit is hereditary

City tearing homes down so we went beast mode

Either run a scam or shoot the blink from the

Free throw

I been running into legends all in the same hustle

Everybody can't go

Bezos the space shuttle

I cannot stay subtle

Had to shake hands with the devil to feel trouble

Stay another year best believe that the rent double

Across town I can smell the stench of the dog food rotten flesh they skin bubble

Funny now young heads calling me OG

Take them home 100 yards away from the dope fiends

Some rap about what they been through

And some rap about the things they think people into

And others rap to be something bigger than what they are or to cover up the scars fill it in with their pencils

Bad man come around waving his pistol

Pain in his eyes you don't know what I been through

Bills past due can't feed my daughter

No clean water and they cutting off my lights too

I'll take it all back long as I got ammo

Next thing bad man on local news channel

Bad man really black man

Put in the position to attack man

Carried the whole family on his back man

Sunflowers

for the fallen ones