Dragons

Fuck boy what is happening Get the fuck out my sight, I'm rolling wit my dragons And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping Ain't no mothafuckin compromise you going to die Fuck boy what is happening Get the fuck out my sight, I'm rolling wit my dragons And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping Ain't no mothafuckin compromise you going to die Straight out the psych ward, with a mothafuckin machete Do not come out doors, I'm an outlaw creeping with a M4 Put the mask on and I'm ready for an all out war I don't think these fuckin boys even have a clue What I'm ready to do I'll bring pain to anything that moves Ill raise hell if I have to, if it means bagging bodies Then I'm back to the booth with a mad tune Shots popping off sounding, like a mothafuckin nascar When I'm coming through Got the whole gang outside and we mobbing through Like a fuckin zoo I'm a menace too Sit the fuck the if you ain't bout this shit Throw the gang up if you rep my set We don't fuck around with them lame ass kids Bitch stay in your lane or you'll wig will get split Fuck boy what is happening Get the fuck out my sight, I'm rolling wit my dragons And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping Ain't no mothafuckin compromise you going to die Fuck boy what is happening Get the fuck out my sight, I'm rolling wit my dragons And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping Ain't no mothafuckin compromise you going to die Bet you little bitches wanna brawl now I'ma keep on goin till you fucken face down Too much talkin keep yo mothafucken tone down Better look up instead of just fucken running around All these mothafuckas thinkin they can talk all that shit But have nothin to prove but got a mouth that don't fit After awhile man I'm sick of this shit When the reaper comes to put a fucken end to this shit And the world is mess So now my mind is mess I grew up from the fucken gutter so I'll never confess And the panic that I feel always up in my chest I take a couple of exams and I've settled wit less Be a lesson learned, with the things we earn More money, more problems it becomes a concern I wait for the day that, I'm put in a urn And I thrive in the pay, till it has taken it turn yeah