SRE - RELOAD

Huh, uh, yeah reload
I don't need no cheat code
Y'all just want the shorter cuts so go ahead and keep those
Shooting in the gym with twenty-four, watch my free-throws
Comments need that repo
I've been on the d-low (D-low)
Opinions in my ear, lot of chit chat
How they moving isn't looking clear, bunch of riff raffs
Monkeys on my back, shoot them off, got them tranquilized
I don't need a bed of lies
Sleep on me no better side
I can't, paralyze
My medulla is on safety
Bullets are my affirmation so you can't face me
Hate me all you want, y'all are sweet, apple sauce
Clapping for my downfall until I level up and boss (Ah)
Can't break now, or stay down, I'm focused on up
My God yeah that's my rod I depart the slums
I excel for extra get chewed up like gum
I know where I'm at, I put you behind me
All in my caliber aim at you quietly

Yeah we know just how lit the street goes
I don't keep it on my side, the traditions getting old so I just
Keep close to the word that's for sure
If I'm running out of ammo I just got to reload, reload
We know just how lit the street goes
I don't keep it on my side, the traditions getting old so I just
Keep close to the word that's for sure
If I'm running out of ammo I just got to reload
You can watch me reload
Reload
Reload
Reload
Keep close to the word that's for sure If I'm running out of ammo I just got to
Uh, yeah

Color coated, fully loaded, mind exploding (In the wind)
Couldn't notice my control is in the grip (That's Michelin)
Marathon I'm running races higher power (Oxygen)
I'm dropping in like voting ballots (SRE for president)
Rooted in my spirit so you know I can't flop (Right)
Juices overflowing grab a bucket and a mop (Drip)
I'm stepping back of where I'm at
My inner thoughts I'm killing that
I'm in a trance walk in the booth and snap (Run di track)
Yeah, peace side, east side going for the ride
See my knee-high move got to climb
Read my feel my soul when I cry
I see why I reset all the time
While I cross my t's and dot my I's and throw my dubs my L's aligned
Killer mime, trap you in a box but not this time
This ain't no ship, woah
I'll make it flip, woah
I make noise when I walk like fee-fi-foe (Fump)
Don't call me fam, not your mans, not even your bro
Shadow in the valley add some light you getting exposed
E. Honda nothing been electric, check your metrics
Big body Benz no Lexus, run through fences
My charge up be five up it's not enough
Got to reload leave hole in your belly like a donut

Yeah we know, just how lit the street goes
Keep close to the word that's for sure if I'm running out of ammo
We know just how lit the street goes
I don't keep it on my side, the traditions getting old so I just
Keep close to the word that's for sure
If I'm running out of ammo I just got to reload, you can watch me
Reload
Reload
Reload
Reload
Keep close to the word that's for sure
If I'm running out of ammo I just got to reload

Can't doubt myself
I go in things and I obliterate
I've walked in fear for way too long
What's the point of me walking in fear? I got God with me I ain't got to fear
I fear God
I go in, I destroy, I take it

Written by:
Isaac Asare

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