MALCOLM X

Trap n a hard place young nigga stuck in the middle i feel like a young black malcolm

Off of the x watch me body slam a bag and get a check

Im still doin hand to hand wit the percocets

Still need my neck to be on river wet

Still stackin the bands until they reach my neck

I wanna not even be able to breathe in it

I get a bag n im pushin n heavin it

You keepin that bitch n im leavin it

Poppin them beans even steven shit

Nigga told me that he wanted some coke and i sold the bag wit creatine in the mix

Im still in the field like a blitz