MIA Ghost - Akademiks

Niggas for the internet and
We never been into that
I be with shooters we wasn't taught to leave it in the pass
Test yo luck we ain't ducking smoke and we ain't finna crash
Niggas lost I got advice for em we ont do tip for tap
First things first for my brothers I ah spend my last
I be with them pits up in the field, the snakes up in the grass
Niggas know what's up fuck if they don't, cause I ain't finna ask
Riding with them bitches had to tell this lil bitch relax
Muhfuckas acting just to fit in we can't interact
These niggas just post about the beef just leave that shit to AK
Mama think I'm crazy, need a strap just to go get the gas
Make a pussy bleed in that field you gone need different pads
The guys playing frontline, I got my niggas back
Told bro chill on the pills he off them bitches bad
Fien looking for that straight drop I told him hit up pat
Fuck a diss niggas getting dropped that rap shit ah rap

I'd rather make you get the message I ain't finna text
Niggas must be high fuck a lo we getting shit addressed
Allat fuckin' playing tough ain't gone do shit but get em flexed
This shit ain't no checkers niggas steady poking out they chest
Niggas claim they shiesty but they really cap like mitch and ness
Bro still getting that work out like he getting reps
Money over beef, but still quick to put some shit in check
Put money on it, they want me dead? I said it's a bet
Niggas play hard, button that water niggas getting pressed
Lame niggas tryna change up but still don't get respect
Muhfucka think I'm one of them we must ain't ever met
Niggas just be talkin' but ain't walking they ain't ever step

Re getting rent from his pole that bitch stay on him
Out the way but if he in the cut it ain't no shank on him
No cap if gang want you dead just know they ain't joking
Whole time niggas Seven-Eleven cause they stay open
Ion need drugs to step nigga I stay on it
We the predators, you tryna catch us betta prey on it
Fuck twelve, this forty make you freeze you gone stay frozen
If it's smoke and we hotbox yo whip nigga we ain't smoking
These flunky ass niggas sheep they really ain't goated
Focused on the dead presidents so I ain't voting
Why these niggas tryna play it crazy like I ain't knowing
Tryna get me gone? I'm Rosa Parks, nigga I ain't going
In traffic with enough shots in the whip to have a hang over
Muhfuckas played they self allat tryna hang over
Niggas doing allat fuckin' playing till it's game over
Bag first every nigga with me got the same motive

Written by:
MIA Ghost

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