Released on December 3, 2024

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[Intro: Bone$y]

Yeah, aye

It's Bone$y look

It's Bone$y and Cadet on this bitch like

Mm, mm, yeah


[Verse 1: Bone$y]

If they build it up I break it down twice as hard

Dump your body in a vacant house next to mice and God

Mic’s get scarred when I’m on the mic I’m like a god

Beg your pardon babygirl shut your mouth and just play the part

Or get lined in chalk, flayed apart piece by piece

A brilliant beast and I'm spittin' over a million beats

Sicilian piece got Jesus on it I feel deceit

I be creepin' on em can’t find em then we gon kill his niece

Set the bar two four fives on each side

Not monogamous need four wives at each time

They suck the cock and spit I recline and chief my

Sticky ganja shit see peace signs when we flyin'

If he lyin then he dyin no replyin

For these weak guys, the beef fryin' so keep silent

All you hear is gunshots mega police sirens

I come through let one pop and then I keep firin

Run up on you squeezing triggers till the gun jam

Toss the two pieces in the river hit the running man

7 days trappin in a week we made a hunnid bands

Feds raidin flippin mattresses fuck Uncle Sam

Gum bumpin' got you nothing but a brand new scuffing

Go ahead and check the clock you’ll see my time is comin'

Minus out my life the divided so let me

Sum it up you motherfucks cannot coincide with a single one of us

It’s only god we trust

Slice em nice never one for them sloppy cuts

Buck fifty blood sticky fuck your posse cuz

Have you done quickly run Ricky when the shotty bust

Sippin blue label smokin' on some biscotti

Bitch prolly tryna suck my nuts

Took her to Turkey to get a tummy tuck

What the fuck is up you know we really got our money up

Fuck the runner up this tape solidifies me number one

We from the 519 your life get taken tryin' mine

This by design every bar that I write is so divine

It crossed my mind if you can’t keep up then you fall behind

This life’s a race so lace up your ASICS and fuckin fall in line

You ain’t special just cuz you got diamonds in your bezel

Grab the special that Trey Eight ain’t even heavy metal

Got scores to settle I torch the whip when I score like Melo

Life’s a trip so I'm takin flights while smokin' that Limoncello

Bitch I write this in my spare time man I’m

Bouta blow up like a land mine stand by

Who’s the man I suppose I am not a damn lie

Get back or I blow the heat like a fuckin hair dryer


[Verse 2: Cadet4wi10]

A fifty thousand dollar k chain in a closed casket

Pray to Allah, praise his name this is real magic

He make Salah a clean body it's a dope habit

Rollin up some grabba leaf he smokin' green cabbage

For the set buy the thirties and the automatics

Percocet to clear his pain he know it's so tragic

Killt a man off the x he think he so savage

But his enemy caught em lacking, 4 deep in traffic

Flames bursting out the 50 drac they let em have it

He tried to bust back but a casin jammed up in his ratchet

His blood soakin' his red soles and his clothes tattered

He cough chokin' his lungs fillin the glass shattered

He hunched over the horns blowing his brains splattered

They standin over they kept going unloadin ladders

Of course, his shit locked up like he was whippin' crack

A cheap switch is a death wish witta plastic mag

He was high but he didn't think they'd do em bad

He was just smokin' crackin jokes his daughter laugh

Do he regret it now? He thought he'd live forever

But in his daughter's mind no he ain't a gang member

His baby momma cry pawn shops to money lenders

Issa cold December, she do the drugs to forget but she still remember

His daughter know momma slow she got real problems

In the mosque pray Allah can you please solve em

Tears runnin' down her face why don't Daddy call her

Always feelin' outta place why did he die on her

Her uncle say show respect daddy died with honor

But momma ain't got her husband and she ain't got her father

Was it worth it? A ten thousand dollar bracelet