Chaos - SH!T lyrics

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Chaos - SH!T lyrics

Mid 90's baby, can't see through these Raybans From Tara to Flint River terror and mayhem Castro Montana the profits what raised him A prophet these sayings like Saiyans In riverdale (riverdale riverdale), damn that invasion That southside I'm claiming, the industry's baby Herman came out smokin' This thing I'm toting probably bang like Oakland 3 with the mid range open Or CP3 tryna win game 4 This like curry with the bullets Never miss a shot, gonna scurry when we pull it flow motion I can leave your bone split Chilling with. The homies listening to oldies We finna kick your door in, not a dollar on me Leavin with a fortune!! Then prolly layin lowkey only for the moment Probably taking your key, come back for some more then Pull off drivin yo whip, welcome to the forest I mean welcome to the jungle, where your family run up on you With your cousin cause his Uncle Bobby owed him What set you banging, organized crime syndicate Make d**h arrangements, ain't nobody out here innocent Unless you changin, but the problem is you chilling with The next engagement, so your necks endangered They let the Gage rip Forget to aim it Then spray the banger Till it left your brain split That's reckless gang ish That set behavior Went from metro payin To jet from plane Then from jet to bank Then to mansions Thank Jesus Yes I'm praying cause I just became rich Cause let's be honest if I wasn't I would probably be a target or in fed containment Or working dead end, rather be dead and I wreck this all now forget the waiting I'm not a trapper just trap connected Eric dressed like the plug fresh that's electric College student flexin with a lot of debt So gotta a lot stress and a clique to hang with Rap god no radio ish I probably should Holla at a Charlamagne I probably should bother you with demo tapes Tweetin pics with a hashtag road to fame Laughing at you rappers cause you're all the same Oh you got bars for days and every bar is flames And you ball like you were in the hall of fame Look at all my chains and my car today I'ma probably suffer in my cla** today Do a show tonight, then a cla** away From tryna grab the K Ski mask and tape And then rob the ba*tards at Sally Mae I'm not J cole these student loans Won't matter when I takeover half the state But kinda like cole, I live near the ville Jump hurdles for jonesboro go for the k** And riverdale right behind me with no fears Wolves leading lion and tigers and bears And raiders graduated riverdale high Kept a cypher alive, wasn't touching me there No ones touching me here, ego up in the air Moonwalkin on the moon with a cuff on my hair From M.J to MC, the hammer have you dancing like its bed rock Feet moving watchout for a headshot Put you in a headlock Twisting at your neck till it turn into a dreadlock Chao Pack where is the comp for me at I guess they all hid in colostomy bag You are all body bagged Now rewind it back Castro you see why they're calling me that !~~~CASTRO~~~!!!

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