Fak3 5miles and V!Z - Solar Flare

(What's happening
Todd, we're being robbed
So sorry
Please take everything that is in my mani-pack

Would it be possible if I took my prayer beads out
They've been in my family for hundreds and hundreds of years)
Let's get it
(I don't think so, homeboy)

Never lacking over here, so I gotta shoot my shot
I'm Batman with the fear, got my chi feeling hot
Teeth like chandeliers, deadly kisses till they rot
New diamonds to be bought, I don't care about a loss

Fuck a "what's the cost?" I'm living life till I see the light
Live fiercely, or I feel like I'ma die
Find me dissected, Will Smith and Wesson
Can't see me cry, raise your weapon

High from the cone, steamed like sear
Why the hell do people envy what they fear
To achieve what they want when the end is near
New peers, new font, and they see Jay like he in the Bronx

Hard knocks for everyone, it's no different
If you can't save yourself, then you'll blame the system
If you can't save yourself, I beg you to listen
Fuck them other niggas with a piston

Yeah, solar flare krillin
Look out behind, cause something going missing
Robbed your ass blind, smoke burning and sizzling
I've been that from the beginning, who's checking in

Uh, I said solar flare krillin
Look out behind, cause something going missing
Robbed your ass blind, smoke burning and sizzling
I've been that from the beginning, who's checking in

I got laughing gas, this ain't the life I wish I had
Quiet kid whos over it, over shit, metal flesh to a badge
Star born new gold, you rust with the sash
I might destroy myself, can't heal with a cast

No need for co-signs from you lames in my class
Switching over ass, speaking weak gas
Y'all flushed from my response, now they wanna meet Jay from the Bronx
Give me the blueprint, you don't think that's what I want

I knew what it was when a nigga got stomped
Mike jump man, too sensitive to touch
I'll get my get back when the future comes
Oh, what a bitch on sight, roll the drums

This fight will be the last one, Roy Jones gonna come
A one and a two, tread the Nate Diaz run
Who'll die, I'll survive
Look who I've become

The lost nigga who's a lost boy
King of the chessboard, I float
over land, power ranger megazord
On I am with the most high I'm coughing

Religious to the point I'm inhaling toxins
Warped fucked up, nonsense
Keep a nigga sane when you lose precautions
But who the hell is knocking

Blade in my pocket
Yeah, solar flare Krillin
Look out behind, cause something's going missing
Robbed your ass blind smoke burning and sizzling

I been that from the beginning, who's checking in
I said solar flare Krillin
Look out behind, cause something's going missing
Robbed your ass blind smoke burning and sizzling

I've been that from the beginning, who's checking in

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Written by:
Chance Hoops

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