(Verse 1)
Trappin’ real hard in these f#cking amiri jeans
When i shoot, ‘damn i cannot really hear a thing’
Way befo’ rap i was tryna go run it up
sh#t didn’t work so i had to come back
Perfected my sh#t, solidified in rap, you touchin my bro then this sh#t is a wraps
Problem wit’ yall, you be talking to opps, if ion f#ck wit em he talk to this Glock
.223 hitchu’ i keep me a mop, f#cking ya sister she gave me the wap
If my bro is down bad then i give em my clothes, f#ck all the hoes, i stick to the code
Switching on twin, thats not how this go, smoking out stress fore’ i start to explode
If he trying me then this sh#t is in motion, i show no emotion, for rap im dеvoted
Filled wit that knowledgе, yeah im overloaded, im new to this sh#t but they calling me goated
They passing me up but soon they gone want pictures, bro stay solid dont matter who witcha’
Let out my pain when i roll up these swishas’, call up my brother he gon pull the trigger
And he put ya’ muhf#ckin (blood on da leaves)
Not stressin’ nothing you telling me, you is not scaring me, pull out that Glock and you muhf#ckin (freeze)
(Very rare, yeah)
(Verse 2)
I jus wan’ trap out the back street, you better ask g
Come for my verses and you get attacked b
I got a m16 and some bape on my body, so flashy
Yall n#gg#s tacky
Supplying the bricks for my youngins tote sticks, and i carry a ruger, not lackin
I am not kiddin when i say i want vengeance, im hidin ya body and ask for repetence
If they catching me, it dont matter the sentence, when im dead and gone they gon call me a menace
Switch up the flow or the flex, i do not know, but i do not stress
Fore’ i die, hear my words for a sec, they gone have to kill me cause i really die bout respect
We do not f#ck wit the opps
He talking sh#t but he carry a prop
Stressing these M’s nn i dont wanna stop
Make it for gang nn get it up to the top
To watch family pass, the sh#t turned me cold
Anxiety stressing, its making me hold
Thinking bout death, it ain’t making me bold
sh#t broke my heart, but i cannot really fold
Lost in my life ima grind to fullest
Lost in my head, almost gave it a bullet
To relate is what make it, so i gotta cool it, he talking on me , so now i got the tool lit
50 shots coming out of 12, he down wit the devil so i gave him hell
Walk past wit the blade, he gon drop like he fell
Addicted to rap like im under a spell
They gon hate cause im up, they can’t do what i do
Knock at your do’ ,now we playing guess who
Get hit wit the venom when i up and i shoot
Its all fun and games till’ im coming for you
I usually jus chill, but i had to go hard
They don’t understand when im spittin these bars
He talkin to much, now he up wit the stars
If im take it serious, i prolly go far
Do this sh#t for my family, f#ck anyone else
They dont understand, they ain’t felt what i felt
Bullets get hot, gon hitchu and you melt
You speak on the fam, then you gotta get dealt
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Lui Kane Lyrics – Stay Solid