Hook x2:
Trip splash
Put the Pack on the dash
Move as quick as the flash
Make a man run laps
Active actually
Make a man go back for me
Ain't talking fantasy
Verse 1:
Fantasise
From the petty lies
Emotions high
Let the henny ride
Typa night
You dont wanna fight
Take another dose
Let the meds treat you right
Another blunt
Yeah another light
Dripping like a cunt
Blood ain't feeling nice
Hit another stain
Got me feeling life
No adrenaline
Just a face of spite
Vengeance on my face
Always on my brain
Put that shit on tape
No onŠµ can complain
Why i always train
Walk 10 miles a day
Even in the rain
DisciplinŠµd my gain
Cannot feel that pain
Got no legs to break
If you think this shits a game
Just know that im not playin
Future of history, in the making
Hook x2:
Trip splash
Put the Pack on the dash
Move as quick as the flash
Make a man run laps
Active actually
Make a man go back for me
Ain't talking fantasy
Verse 2:
I got my shit on lock like a sonar
Even if i get high, yh im a stoner!
Make sure that money comes, roll up!
Tenfold, if you wanna rollover
Yh i shoot dice what's your issue? Wah
Smoke a cross and i smoke a finger
How high
Jamal, Silas
Catch me at 4 seasons
Eating pizza
MV on the street signs
SC that's my piece, sign
Codeine and weed
Yh, We high
Same block since I was knee height
Play too much, but we hype
By the end of the night
No one knows
About the ghost
That fucked about and turned toast
Prick got buttered up
It then jammed
Now theres No host
Hook x4:
Trip splash
Put the Pack on the dash
Move as quick as the flash
Make a man run laps
Active actually
Make a man go back for me
Ain't talking fantasy