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Heat and Dark

de Cris Streetz

Ayo

By now it's evident, I got the glow
Already been said, these niggas not as dope
This heroin's a hot shot, death inside a brolic dose
Prada clothes I copped from making the product adiós
Narcotic on your audio
Fuck all of you
I been cakin' off from making lawless moves
Took my hustle from the scale to the stage, now I'm paid just to talk to you
If we ain't on the same page, then this could leave you all confused
Only light I'm givin' is if I'm pulling the torch on you
Been self employed, servin' cutties is my line of work
They line up for work, chop it down, sniff a line of work
When they taste mine, it's like your line don't work
These lames thought they was first in line, but they wasn't
Now look how timin' work, Fashion Rebel logo on the textile
Better protect your neck, I roll with kids that pull Tecs for your Patek Dial
The rep foul, my belt reptile, Fear of God the hat
Keep a Taurus that hold twelve rounds, like a boxing match
You goofy niggas lackin', take notes, sit back and watch the mack
Fuck the game up like pullin' the cord out the TV back
Like Thanos, everybody die when you see me snap
Thousand yard stare in my eye, what you believe in, scrap?
Heaven or Hell, only the best will prevail
I came a long way from stressed in the cell, now we propserin'
Shut the fuck up if your convo ain't 'bout no profitin'
You niggas profferin' to the pigs for lower offerings
Give fucks who you are, I'll shoot the crown right off the king
Fuck you thought? I got whores bowing, kissin' on the ring
I sign they titties and they CDs
They wanna fuck, but they man a fan and they lil' brother wanna be me
It's crazy nowadays, you can see ya death on the TV
That's why I shoot you first, reload it and then I repeat
Motherfucker

Griselda (Griselda) by Fashion Rebels

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