Inkwater, P.G Donzel, P.G Dishar, TRUANCY - IDK CYPHER

We ten toes and one up
I ain't come here to chitchat
We got none to discuss
My young ball a loose screw
He certified to hit sum
Choose a side and stay there
It's P.G so beware
My mind in fifth gear
Want war we prepared
Was down but not scared
We up now its unfair
Hold up Donny slow down
Make moves with no sound
Keep K's with big rounds
My kinfolk don't play bout
Make you niggas lay down
Shorty stroke my ego like its masturbation
Told you I'm the shit, you niggas constipated
Your favorite MC get annihilated
Accidental shit talk, beat violated

Bloodlust, no reflection
Village hidden in the kush, that's my section
Lethal protection
Spliff to my lips, I feel reckless
Smoke billow out the whip as I exit
These weird thoughts I've been having I'm feeling heartless
Nobody can save me and all I can see is darkness
No protection back in the day a convenient target
Now I meet your fists with the blade, no need for marksmen
Bitch, I'm too quick, try to catch me
And while you're at it in the freezer there's a drink you can fetch me
And I ain't sipping on no Pepsi
It's motherfucking straight vodka on ice like Alexi
Your swordplay is rather lacking, but I witness your clip
The doorway is where you're backing, so I stiffen my grip
Short way to where you're packing from your hand to your hip
Shadow clone I form behind you, now you've orphaned your kids

How you from the way but you don't know me?
Oh for real my nigga who your OG
Y'all be talking way to much sounding like the police
I stayed solid I ain't never backed out no beef
I be reckless like I'm Rico nigga But I step like mo3
And you can address me as my rap name if you don't know me
I'm a big dawg, she fuck with the lil league
I can hype da bitch she think she can cheerlead
Damn shit lemme set it straight
I be pimping proper 800 can demonstrate
I can finesse a bitch out her pussy without a dinner date
And I be making niggas mad they hoes Participate
Call me Mr. Big Drip made her coochie precipitate
And if you really want the smoke beware how we operate
Gang ruthless bitch I'm Boolin came along way from that ruger
If you up it then we blowing smoke him down like a hookah
I'm elite with the yop always precise when we moving
You can do a cypher and get on so that's exactly what we doing
Just booked shows back to back elevated the fucking movement
Mfs always flodging like I care about what they doing
I'm just busy chasing chicken fucking bitches you went to school with
And it's Mr. Capital K, you already know that's how I'm kooling

So better dead the vendetta, ready and steady as ever
Heckler and Koch whenever it pops, tick of a clock
Lickity split you can send whoever thinkin he knock
End em whenever the levee severs the flow don't stop
You get dismembered and reassembled, it's over the top
And that's just like me, to fight for the pinnacle spot
Between this light green beam, and this lime green weed
That got me walkin round like I forgot what on sight means
Credit to the heretic, everready, said it before
Usin machetes to sever headies, you dead on the floor
Give a fuck who you said it was for
Only movin grams if it's seven or more
This for those wit, skullys on they face pre-covid
Rip ya chest apart like a stove-hit from '06
We the wet cigarettes reppin the northwest
So it's ski mask check, sawed-off check
Bodied it brutally, beautiful when he slew the beast wit no s
Homie caught a hommie on the beat with no stress
And then I stagger away
Nothing miraculous, just accurate, immaculate aim
All these actors cappin away, throwin daps in my face
But talkin shit behind my back, that's a habit of snakes
Fuck if I knew you from back in the day, you back in the way
Until I start to air it out now they backin away

Weapons up under the tongue, you fake in my vicinity
Right through the tbox, is TRUANCY's affinity
I been in it too long to be aimin at extremities
I'm done makin friends, we either family or enemies
Weapons up under the tongue, you fake in my vicinity
Right through the tbox, is TRUANCY's affinity
I been in it too long to be aimin at extremities
I'm done makin friends, we either family or enemies

Written by:
Jarre Owens, Joshua Brown, Rashid Allen, Seandean Mbire

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