Untitled Song
• Written by StreetVermin
I make a quick buck, skip the hash, So im hockin vomit up
Cut with glass I take a couple punches for a stronger gut
think I hold to many grudges, grab a knife, thats a shortcut
You should hide your face, skip the case, take your flannel off
They be like, "Hey, I aint got no faith, you aint workin hard"
Just tell 'em "Woah, you can keep yo faith, I just triple cross"
Im on the roof top, and im smashing boards, I said whats a cop
Scratch an S keep a mark just for the sake of keeping stock
im poppin all this ammo off, *Crack*, still I aint get caught
Im Chris Bosh with it, Tossing knees, Call some blood clots
They be like, "Hey, I aint got no faith, you aint workin hard"
Just tell 'em "Woah, you can keep yo faith, I just triple cross"