This is a song about "Word for word"

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

I'm standing up for me, word savvy, and every kid who you caused pain/

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

An action word, a secret for centuries

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

I hate to rhyme a word twice, my soul was his for the taking,

In every thought, in every word

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

I didnt complain and didnt say a word,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

So! that was the word of the day, hope you learned that life is hell for somebody!

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

And i mean every motherfuckin word