FOX ELEVEN, Austin Fox 狐, Chron Eleven - Shape Shifter

After the spliff got
Tossed on the ground
He was still rolling
Nothing really lost 'till its found
Nigas still owe them
Still golden
Can't avoid the spending
Cause he still molding
Base stolen pitcher off the mound
Call 'em Jim Rollins
Lifted off the ground like I'm Asaheim
Used the magic wand
You can't rewind it
Cause ya eyes is blind
Reaching out for fame
We left you guys behind
He cannot remain if we the same
I guess you lost ya mind
Tally up the score
Before he pass the leader
Hash to feed her
Shawty came with gauges
Never asked to meet her
40 cal' with lasers when he blast the heater
Last to leave her
Wasn't up to wages when he pass the reaper
Can't describe this feeling
When I feel it's like I'm feeling plastic
Still it lasted
Hope you find the lord
Before you fill his casket
Bound to feel remorse
But yet he still will blast it
Killer grasp it
Chronic went insane
Off that gorilla acid

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Subtle mental vagabond
Tripping off of the ayahuasca
Diagnostics finally caught up with my flying conscious
Triumph conquered
When I ain't offer
The Sayonara to my soul
Play the fool for the plated gold
play your role
Uh say no mo'

I knew the Saiyan bloodline would be battle tested
An adolescent dream that was manifested
Ain't no second guessing
On these schemes
Money invested that's many g's
Many dudes molested they tethered up to spaghetti strings
Puppeteers behind the scenes
Accumulate this money by any means
It's funny when these bummy nigas agree
Outta spite Double Wammy extra cheese
Cop the sprite
But don't spill it on these jeans
Or we fighting in the parking lot
We ain't really mad we just wanna see if you dog or not

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Make a shift
Had to lose his laugh because he really moses
Silly poses, knock 'em off the graph because
He real explosive

Written by:
Chance Crawford, Quran Rodwell

Publisher:
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