Unreleased (Wally Era)

[Verse]

Look, shotty with the drum, body on the gun

Uh, everybody got a body where I'm from

Niggas across town heard the shotty when it rung

I rock the ostrich SB's, bottom of 'em gum

Machine, bitch, I'm from the bottom of the slum

Look, the nigga breathe wrong so I shot him in the lung (Hahahaha)

Uh, the silencer is on the nozzle of the gun

I shot him on my Ducati hit the throttle and then vroooom

Heh, I sip the bottle 'til it's done

I played your new shit then I promised it was flung

Out the window of the Masi', let's be honest, I'm the one (Hah, hah)

Evеrybody get a drum look how I body shit for fun

Heh, I been this dude sincе you was still in school

Getting ridiculed, 22 for my tennis shoes (Cap)

I told Monk, you niggas fool

I'm not impressed with you little moves

That shit is miniscule

While you on the internet, ranting, throwing subliminals

I'm counting blue money, your bitch with me, she in the nude

Fronting like, "you that nigga getting it done here"

With them bullshit chains I wouldn't let my son wear (Haah)

It's a lot of kings but it's only one here

And that's me, actually, nigga, this shit is unfair

The way I body shit in the booth, you couldn't compare

So many straps, my living room is looking like a gun fair (Hahahaha)

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