[Intro: Pynt]

JL B

Pynt

Let’s go

[Verse 1: Pynt]

Yeah, I’ve been on

I ain’t really trippin’, but homie, it’s been long (uh)

Done with the waitin’, and wishin’ I’ve been gone (uh)

Pynt’s back, bitch, and the feelin’ is so strong (let’s go)

Lemme tell you somethin’ about me

I’m rowdy, with a vision bigger than Gandhi (yeah)

I’m top speed, and I’m whoopin’ ‘em for the top lead (yeah)

No stoppin’, ‘til I make it where Nas be (yeah)

See, I’ma make my name

Major way thangs, like a Majors game

I’m that good, yeah, I can’t complain

I’m like MJ, when the stakes is raised (huh)

They ain’t seein’ me yet

Upset the vеt, it’s gon’ be a mess

To the upmost rеspect, better hit the deck

Cuz I’m comin’ for anyone who really thinks they’re next (get down)

Huh, B. Hood said it better be fire

Well I got that, damn sure ain’t a liar

Now I’m at the lab, no sleep, and I’m tired

So I send ‘em a gas can with a box of lighters, like

Know the business, know the facts

I’m a fuckin’ animal, a Kodiak

I’m a King Kong, you’re a silverback

I’m a savage dog, just remember that

Tell ‘em "I ain’t right", never okay

Yeah, a lil twisted, in a cold way

With a lil lemon, and some ‘Osé

‘Bout to take ‘em back to the old days

Where, show a muhfucka my quick draw

I been raw, since I started rockin’ with outlaws

You will fall, brawl, give a fuck if you southpaw

Like bang, bang, bang, muhfucka, I told y’all

[Chorus: Pynt]

Now they steadily creepin’

On the edge, I been leanin’

I’m done with the dreamin’

Bitch, I been schemin’

Gimme a reason

All that talkin’, it just gives me a reason

All that hatin’, it just gives me a reason

All that fakin’, it just gives me a reason

So tell ‘em I mean it

Aye, tell ‘em I see it

On the edge, I been leanin’

I’m done with the dreamin’

Bitch, I been schemin’

Gimme a reason

All that talkin’, it just gives me a reason

All that hatin’, it just gives me a reason

All that fakin’, it just gives me a reason

So tell ‘em I mean it

[Verse 2: JL]

Pro-vail, cuz I do it so well

Niggas poppin’ up, then come get the hold of the coat tail (coat tail)

Now you got an influence to go trail

JL, I brought a chopper to school, and to show and tell (grah)

Just look at the man, breakin’ the cushion, the ‘gram streamin’

The book in the band shakin’, the crew with a scam, schemin’

I’ve tooken advantage of ‘em, and cookin’, the pan steamin’

I’m hookin’ the fan and plannin’, I’m puttin’ the family in the crib (whoo)

So big, get lost in it

It get awkward, don’t fit’s a confidence trip

The conflict culprit, with time appropriate

The conscience don’t click, it’s dominate shit

Big ex-tendo, you can get the clip unloaded

Finna rip the script, and it cripple, the way the Wiccan told it

Pop a rubber band, and a grip, it slip, and is it unfolded?

Now these chickens windlin’, trickin’ until when my dick exploded

All they ever needed was a reason (reason)

But I do believe it’s killa season (season)

I’ma remain the same, livin’ and never dyin’, I never had any problem with squeezin’ (what?)

My weight holdin’ the trigger

The neck of another nigga

The lemon into the Henny

The ass of the bitch, I’m with her

The lesser I’m holdin’ on to the Deevil

When I walk in to, the preacher said "I’m a sinner"

The seat I sit in is center of the room or the table (aye)

You could already assume, I’m stable (aye)

I am lit like the room, come play, who really wanna dance with a lun’, unfadable, mood sensational (aye)

Feelin’ better than ever, but you can get it

I be military minded, I promise, don’t matter with it

I got a couple of screws loose, screw up a killa’s

Ahead of a lotta foo’s lose, who fuckin’ with us?

We the truth

[Verse 3: Pynt]

Yo, I ain’t done bro

Aye, and I ain’t losin’ a step

Above the rest, I crept, on my way to the best

See, I’m willin’ to pop off, what they really expect?

Give you nothin’, no less, I’ma put the talkin’ to rest

Mothafucka’s, they trippin’, but I told ‘em that I’ma do it

See, I only got a reason, the reason to what I’m doin’

While I’m writin’ all these lyrics, I gotta keep it in movin’

But I ain’t never no quitter, boy, I’m allergic to losin’

Mothafucka, I’m a heathen

I get to trippin’, they wishin’ I’m really slippin’, but I’ma give you the business

They gon’ really see a demon

And did I mention there isn’t no fucks given?

Cuz homie, this is my season

Just know I’m with it, no really, it’s fuck the critics

I hock a loogie, and spittin’ on all of you lil bitches

Now, follow me for a minute, to the bottom, where we can fit in

I promise you, I ain’t finished

Cuz this is just the beginnin’, mothafuckas

[Chorus: Pynt]

Now they steadily creepin’

On the edge, I been leanin’

I’m done with the dreamin’

Bitch, I been schemin’

Gimme a reason

All that talkin’, it just gives me a reason

All that hatin’, it just gives me a reason

All that fakin’, it just gives me a reason

So tell ‘em I mean it

Aye, tell ‘em I see it

On the edge, I been leanin’

I’m done with the dreamin’

Bitch, I been schemin’

Gimme a reason

All that talkin’, it just gives me a reason

All that hatin’, it just gives me a reason

All that fakin’, it just gives me a reason

So tell ‘em I mean it