Tkg

Traffic Kone gang

It's the intro

Yo just some average guys out on the streets

Smoking blunts listening to the hottest new beats

This ones fucking perfect ain't that right beeds

Never trust some hoes

Follow with ur bros

Find albinoking pardon me but that's just scents up in your nose

Albino king but should be blood stricken illuminati

Flows like the tucks

Tkg we don't give a fuck

Swallowing vodka like were on the second shot

But were gonna drop

Fuck the sense that peer pressure was the reason you got into drugs and got in trouble with the guard

When you decided to bring that 3os and say this is the first time that you're in over your bar

Rapping has me heat god I need to vent

What the fuck are you gonna tell me not to do drink but you have the same thing

Oh I'll just give it up for lent

Born sinner

Fuck you exactly what I meant

Set up a shelter because I'm breaking everything without concent

Disrespect someone who couldn't give an ounce of care

Find you anywhere bet I'm not there

Bitch

Honestly fuck everyone for their lie

They only give a fuck when I come close to die

Close to death as in the winter guzzling vodka burning like it's mid July

Wishing I could fly

High in the sky to find my head

I lost that shit when I was diagnosed

Lost when I was stuck thinking ahead

And when I was making choices that were having doors close

Burning loud while we scream quiet

Selling your body on the street gotta come buy it

This album is gonna pop

Illness so real that they couldn't effort a doc

To take me and but back in negative

Because I'm above fahrenheit

It's gonna stay that way for awhile

I'm sorry but the coldest is stepping up game

Bitches crazy gotta tame em or keep em wild

But this shit is just starting just the intro

I creep up with loud feet no tiptoe

Fly out the window

Please

Have you ever thought of how to fly away

Intense attacks and depression moving like a sway