Lansky Tha Alpha Dog - Southern Explosion

South Bound
Hey Yo, Ha, Bet you motherfuckers thought I was done
Ah na, na
Just cause I ain't gotta team no more
Doesn't mean I ain't still coming for that throne
Oak city baby, 4-0-5
I'm gonna let ya'll know where the fuck I'm coming from
It's so ruthless in the jungle all you haters don't wanna rumble
Never slipping on my hustle, count my money, now make it double
Cause Lansky gets it popping and these racks is the plot
With my verses off the top yea ya boy never stops
Never brake, never fake, hot tracks for my fate
Fucking with S-B and that's your last mistake
Head busting, let em' have it, packing plastic on automatics
Leaving foes so tragic, hot damn my rhymes are rabid
Dipping with my Smitty boy, everywhere I go
South Side to the fullest, always repping for the O
So shined, for show, candy paint on four doors
Pimps up, fuck you hoes
Lansky a fucking beast bitch, now everybody knowing
So killer on the mic, this white boy gets to flowing
On boss shit, while beats pound,
And for life, it's South Bound
They hate on me but I give a fuck
The only thing I need is to get my numbers up
So I live in the lab, with a pen and a pad
Trying to get this life that I've never had
For me and my fam, that's why I grind
No slowing down I'm getting mine
Bills all paid trying to get a check
Free from a mortgage and no more debt
So I network to get my net worth
No slowing down, got to put in work
So I stay in my lane and I run the red
Won't stop now till I'm gone and dead
Got to make my name and sell a brand
And let em' all know who the fuck I am
Mr. Country Boy, Mr. Alpha Dog
Standing my ground either right or wrong
I'm all about my hustle and I'm starving for a meal
I'm packing nine mils, paranoid at the wheel
Cause when your standing on top yea you better watch your back
It's Lansky, South Bound and I'm picking up the slack
Behind the limo tint, so slow up on my creep
As I dip through my hood, South Side's back streets
It's Lansky the Alpha Dog, all you rappers know me
The dude that's in the lab always cooking up the beats
But truth be told, better slow your roll
Before I hem your ass up and serve you cold
Cause mics be my meal and I swallow whole
They made this cracker then they broke the mold
They broke the bank, they broke the chain
I'm in it for the power, motherfuck the fame
Started from the bottom and I made the climb
Coming cold with the flow boy I perfect the rhyme
Evolving my style and I'm back on the grind
I see you close but your far from mine
Feelin' so hungry got me on the hunt
Beef is a meal so what you want
Cause I stack em' up and I knock em down
Riding for the O as I rep the Bound
In a 747 flying through the clouds
I'm looking down while I run the South
I speak on real life for generations yet to come
And I'll continue till the final breath, escapes my fucking lungs
So when my soul is sent up, they'll say Lansky was the truth
No matter what they tried to do, Lansky came through
So keep on with your hating cause it's just adding to my stacks
As I ride for the ones, that ain't ever turned they back
Cause most have jumped ship when the storm started rocking
Captain Lanskys at the wheel, so let's get this shit to popping, saying
Hi to the haters sup to the hoes, in my city, there's plenty of those
Punks and cowards, fakes and foes
What grew from the dirt is this hardened rose
I work for mine, I'm hard on the grind
Clock is ticking, no wasting time
Best in the city and I'm making moves
I'm on the rise with a point to prove
It's Alpha Dog out the Oak-C
High so high like blazing trees
In the clutch, guaranteed to win
Life is a battle, it's either sink or swim
So I ride for those who be my bros
And fuck the rest, I can't stand you hoes
Taking the spot cause you know I'm hot
I told you fools that there ain't no stop
Ya'll didn't pay my way, nah you ain't the one who feed me
So why you think your hating would ever fucking faze me
I wasn't raised in the ghetto but I've survived through hard times
And you still can't deny me, I'm taking what's really mine
Swimming through murky waters, hell no I'll never drown
Cause what doesn't kill me make me stronger, round after round
Bout after bout yea year after year
That's why I'm still standing strong when the smoke fucking clears

Written by:
Charles Crofts

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