Krazy Khano - To The Topic

Yeah, Falling in love with the digits digital marketing
That's the new Business ventures
Mobbing they mopping
They coming with sticks go live on the stages Testing the angles
Some fly in the sky and get lost in the angles birds ain't the angels
I bust out the chains buck up reload the chambers
Bus in the game you get thrown in chambers
Brothers ain't partners they purposely pop ya for profit
The bitches Go sell you her fruit its bananas
Tomato Tomato we still cook the jam
Put in the pan make the deposit (Yeah)
The feelings is misty I'm high on the clouds
Keep staying consistent with I announce
Believe him the mindset is mining for crowns
For drip he be digging right down to town
I ain't your social your daily activity feed
Imma beat with no bpm rapping a dream
From the leech to the streets to the G's that's deceased
Imma leave you graffiti and flee to do me
Selfish this selling this selling that saying this fair enough
Pull off the top feel the breeze
Still with the hype the flow get leased
Percs of the kicks and snares put khano on that shit
Rolling with mad scripts Krazy do backflips
Write down your address we finna crash it
Pass me the dash keep mixing and mashing
Passing the matrix pinching her ass cheeks
Fuck with a passion minimum masses minimum taxes
Still underground, need to move faster, faster
Risky amounts they don't talk about
Dark workloads they don't talk about
Landlords/War lords no-one talk about
Who got the bounce? (Uh) no-one talk about (Uh)
No-one talk about it when you stay long on a topic (Straight up)
No-one talk about it when they break the law with narcotics (Straight up)
They Go talk about you when they state y'all on the top list (Straight Up)
Then they'll talk about you how you raw and you menacing (Look at This)
Running my hand up under that bitch
Rugged I'm running I'm making a wish
Ready prepared don't stutter or glitch (Yeah, Yeah)
Reasonable doubt you dumber than I think
Playing thoughts of a pussy man pardon my dick
People fall for the boogie man they finna slip quick
Petty goals in a lucid dream gunners and clicks
Pretty bars pretty boy get a load of this hits don't miss
Outta venom outta pills automatic
All up in a holy van talking trans
Take a hit in the house on the tab
All of that all of that run the trap
They ain't Go talk about it write the notes see you tomorrow
And your base getting hollow fill the bottle sip your sorrow
Topics getting missed men's talking bout a bitch
Time ain't free nor leased you can't even borrow
Getting no fee then the hos Go fold
Getting no reach no purpose what I wrote
Now the fans go low plus you can't sell dope
Cuz the feds will know and the fear won't go
The bag in the way that shit need to bust
Crumbs on the floor racks to dust
Static don't thrive wear and tear rust
Loudness the subtly need to adjust
Back to the lab full tube full cup
Menace acts from the roots no innocent one
No peace from a fund
No reason to front, no reason to front
Risky amounts they don't talk about
Dark workloads they don't talk about
Landlords/War lords no-one talk about
Who got the bounce? (Uh) no-one talk about (Uh)

Written by:
Taahir Khan

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