On The Way

You a shooter
What you shooting?
The shot can be shot
But not be hot lead
Shooting ops dead
Zombies catching bald heads
Wentz they came
Like one one
Taking flight in the night
OVO mascot
The Mack sneeze
Bless Beans
Fire shots
It’s not snot
Let the Body rot
Burning the pot/like flaming the eyes
Without a ghost rider
Ghostwriting/typing since it’s on the Apple pad/it's ghost typing
We don’t see the fingers if it’s literal
The damage critical
Hypocritical talking Humble like you wasn’t looking for beef (OH!!!)
All these niggas want beef but don’t have the teeth to eat
Gotta get that Pistol L
Well/just in case like a bullet/
A nigga try me
Shells dropping when bull let it off (me)
I’ll Cleo that bitch/set it off
The hammer cock back
Then bang you /like I’m nailing a wall. -
Tell your favorite rapper
I’m trashing them all. (FACTS!)
I’ll write a verse for his ass
That faggot nothing but trash
I bet you he ain’t flipping no crack
Broke as fuck frauding in his raps
Pussy nigga sucking dick just to make it in rap. (FACTS!)
I’m coming with the shocks like an EMP
I know you bitches see
Saw the scale with your man & never told y’all would never fold
Origami
Yall playing drug sega
45 big gun like Vegeta
Dragon tail clips the Nina never meet her
Rob K got robbed by that Fine Chyna
I was like damn K. Dot should have taught her loyalty loyalty
Royalty on her mental
Dental all wired up after getting stomped
He fired up
Hot headed
The big pistol go get it
The beef/he gonna dead it
We bad ass when presssing our Buttons
Joe Bangaz know what I mean
(What you do that for?)
Roll green
They serve fiends
What do you mean
Old heads try to keep up on the slang
I slang this long thang
To keep it a bean
Hoes coming back like a boomerang
My finger tips touching dollar bills
I gotta get that buffalo
I’m not selling pills (woooooooo —
But a negus in his duffle tho
I’m trying to bag up my chips
& I ain’t talking ruffles bro. — Oooooooo)
You bitch niggas problematic
When y’all pillow talking with pussy
Playing the roll y’all getting fucked
No lubricant when y’all giving up asshole to your cell mate
Get a ice pick to the face or you’re catching a clip when you on the block like
cheddar
Big worm niggas spray the ladder raid
Them hollows turning your fro into a fade
Now ask yourself do you really wanna live that life? (DO YOU?)
A life of losing friends/left & right like a fish on a hook/them niggas dying
They catching shots like the net & the hoop (DAMN!)
Went for a interview with Kenlo
I had to be humble tho
On the microphone it’s like I don’t know how to be be HUMBLE bro!
They won’t take me out my ELEMENT!
I’m hell BENT
On out rapping my contemporaries
I had a conversation with GOD & I said thanks for blessing me as I grow!
Now back to these bars like a second prison sentence
Without a period at the end of it
I gotta speak on the truth
Donald Trump
Seems to be more concerned about professional sport conflict
Then his actual job
Dudes a dick
Well what could we expect from prick!
— Cambatta
Look (Batta!)
Tell God I’m On The Way
I sacrifice life, so mama it’s Ok
Got a knife like Oj as I pray that my cake can rise like soufflé
Tell God I’m On The Way
I sacrifice life, so mama it’s Ok
Got a knife like Oj as I pray that my cake can rise like soufflé
When I be woke I see ghost (yeah)
It’s just me & my 3 bros like Migos (God)
I bring coke to the east cost on a speed boat
I’m so fire I breath smoke & sneeze dope
Sing & I read like free Negros.(Batta!)
Seen hoes at peep shows with 3 toes. (Yeah)
I jerk off on the seeds & make trees grow.(God)
Stop time by pressing pause on the remote.(Lord)
Black people are struggling & we need hope. (Yeah)
Faith is a virtue that you should keep close.(God)
Trump got a dirty mouth & it need soap.(Nigga)
Every amendment need to be rewrote.(Batta)
Beware of the wolves in sleek sheep cloaks.(God)
Beware of the hoes that got deep throats.(Lord)
Left Baphomet choke I eat goats.(Yeah)
I wrote each quote Doctor King spoke
Tell God I’m On The Way
I sacrifice life, so mama it’s Ok
Got a knife like Oj as I pray that my cake can rise like soufflé
Tell God I’m On The Way
I sacrifice life, so mama it’s Ok
Got a knife like Oj as I pray that my cake can rise like soufflé