Lul Hade - Attack

(606 buried this beat)
(Hade)
I'm like this beat hard, attack it
FN Scar in my fucking jacket
I ain't from Green Bay but I be packing
I'm from where they started no lacking (Chiraq)
Fuck that opp shit, they ain't racking
They just tearing, begging, and asking (Attack)
Up and I'm clearing, reaping for action (Hade)
Blowing and steering, shoot through the traffic
I'm like this beat hard, attack it
FN Scar in my fucking jacket
I ain't from Green Bay but I be packing
I'm from where they started no lacking (Chiraq)
Fuck that opp shit, they ain't racking
They just tearing, begging, and asking (Attack)
Up and I'm clearing, reaping for action (Hade)
Blowing and steering, shoot through the traffic (Look)
Point of attack, I run the offense, my vocal a threat (Attack)
Do it myself, I can't take a sack
Chase me a bag, ain't talking no tax
Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five (365)
I'm talking them numbers, I'm checking my lines (Checking my lines)
Can't wait for the Summer, getting closer to comfort
I'm running it up and I'm pressing rewind (Go!)
Five pack of woods took half of the ounce
Run up them bands off different accounts (Bands)
Stay wit sum drip, I done been through the drought
The longer you follow, the harder the route (For real)
I got to get back, get in and get out
Ball was to flat, now I got some bounce
Even when I was broke I never would doubt
Heart on my sleeve, I'm wearing my bouts (Yeah, yeah)
Like dead skin on my big toe niggas dead weight
Ask how I was doing and I said great
Trying to elevate and accelerate
Turn a busted lemon to a Demon SRT8 (Skrt)(SRT8)
Then my lust for women to a double date
Two twin Glocks and they both stray (Yeah)
I done picked them up(Yeah) off a throw away (Yeah)
Off a throw away? (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm keeping them pistols, nah I don't toss them (Never)
Brand new Eagle, I got it in Boston (Yeah)
Approach me with caution, he don't and I off him (Yeah)
He want some get back, he know it's gone cost him (Yeah)
I know some killers from Ashland to Austin (Yeah)
A piss on a grave (Yeah) and a spit on a coffin (Yeah)
I get my hand dirty (Yeah) get clean and I'm flossing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If anything hard then I punch until it soften
I'm like this beat hard, attack it
FN Scar in my fucking jacket
I ain't from Green Bay but I be packing
I'm from where they started no lacking (Chiraq)
Fuck that opp shit, they ain't racking
They just tearing, begging, and asking (Attack)
Up and I'm clearing, reaping for action (Hade)
Blowing and steering, shoot through the traffic
I'm like this beat hard, attack it
FN Scar in my fucking jacket
I ain't from Green Bay but I be packing
I'm from where they started no lacking (Chiraq)
Fuck that opp shit, they ain't racking
They just tearing, begging, and asking (Attack)
Up and I'm clearing, reaping for action (Hade)
Blowing and steering, shoot through the traffic (Look)

Written by:
Ephraim Redmond

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