Kyng Drew - No Issues

Eye been on my lonesome
Who want some with me
It can get rather atrocious
You will need both lungs to breathe
Where eyem from its garden varieties
Hiding out amongst the weeds
And eye swear eye see them clearly
20 20 scope from trees
We dont blow no mo we need those
Every up we had got repoed
Went to sleep pockets on Seymour
Now we eating like everything free so
Dont get fount in a tub slumped in a fetus curl
Cheetos
Test me ain't no cheat those
Or artillery cheat codes
We beast mode
Eyem optimus prime with rhymes best fall in line
Ain't no more saving a spectator
Found to be guilty of crimes
Wasting my time
Bitch eye go pillow will put you sleep
You will think this a dream
No nigga you dying
Irrelevant saying a prayer to your maker
When hands are nowhere to be found
Uh
Eyem coldhearted no flow harder then mines
Eye came from no ac on hot days
Only cold way was a 9
We survived off hand me downs
Taking from those who up was fine
And every good morning was you not dying

See we dont want no issues
But miss us with with that WHAT shit
Eye only need 1 reason
To turn this 16 to drum sticks
Eye only need what's ours
You can give the scraps to the hush lips
And those who on they grind
That dont shut it down til the sunlit
So runnit It

Written by:
Justin Andrews

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