Tyrone/ ThisYaBoyTyrone - Bugz Bunny

I get on the track and
Then I beat it
Like it stole from me
Pay me what you owe
Or you might not make it home (Dummy)
Stay up off your phone before
They take away your dope
Now you lookin sick
Cuz you know that product wasn't yours
Now you know you done
I'm out on the hunt
You won't see me coming
Hop out
Bullets dumping
Shoot until your wrist is numb
We ain't missing nothing
When I shoot this shit
I ain't hitting nothing
That I'm supposed to miss
Every shot you catching it
See I'm sinista
Wicked with the pen I'm killing ya
Boy wats really up
Silly if you think you real tough
Got the boxing gloves if you wanna tussle
If we taking beans I'll have a couple
Now I'm balling
Triple double
If you think this shit is sweet
I suggest you bring some help
Grab the gun up off the shelf
I ain't shooting for your chest
All these shots they hit your neck
And your head
Cut your tongue for disrespect
Murder scene I made a mess
You won't strip me for a check
Now we back on topic
I don't speak on violence
But I can get violent
Wilding
My heart been divided
I kill them with silence-rs
Triple beam
On my libra scale
Got me deciding
That I been the nicest
I might just green light it
I get up to no good
My mind be racing
Plot with patience
Take a puff of this herb
Need to think on what im saying
This is not a confession
But if the evidence was evident
You wouldn't need for me to check it then
I aint stressin shit
Reckless kid
I be on some crash dummy shit
Might just do a hit
Then I'll spin the fuckin block again
Got no time for witnesses
Lord forgive me for my sins
762 and 556
Rip apart your ligaments
Let me chill
Cuz I been Wild-in
Since this spark done got ignited
I might fire
On all of you
Change the play
Like an audible
Time is up
For niggas
Who be playing tough on they audio
We don't play that breaking in
We blowing you straight back up out the door
I don't know
Why they think this shit is a game likes it's dominoes
Put two shots in dome
And then mail his head to his momma door
Kick yo shit in
Lay it down
Then I'll be out like it's adios
Need a taste of they own medicine
Take it in Til you overdose

Written by:
Tyrone Spann Jr

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