Aggression

By Scorey

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[Intro]

Uh, uh

Uh, uh (Census, what you cooking?)


[Pre-Chorus]

He got a whole lot of anger, he done build up his aggression

All them hard times, it done change him, like he filled up with depression

He just young, dumb, and numb

He just young, dumb, and he reckless

He tote Glocks with a beam, ain't no stun guns when we checked him, uh


[Chorus]

The reaper calling while the angle sings

They try tell him, it won't change a thing

They taught him how to live dangerously

But no one taught him how to chase his dreams


[Verse]

Married to that cash flow, he still stuck in his ways

He really been thuggin' for days

Totin' a .4 nickel, sleep, his mind blown, like he fucking a mage

And he done graduated from the streets though, before he hit the stage

He done seen bankrolls, like I need those, fuck a minimum wage

Tryna hit a lick for some sneakers, total difference is with a sweeper

And my new bitch, she a keeper, if it ain't true shit, I'ma leave her

I put a pool stick in a heater, he ain't gon' do sheet, he'll tweet it

Google my new shit, and they speakers

I'm making music for the dreamers (Uh, uh)


[Pre-Chorus]

He got a whole lot of anger, he done build up his aggression

All them hard times, it done change him, like he filled up with depression

He just young, dumb, and numb

He just young, dumb, and he reckless

He tote Glocks with a beam, ain't no stun guns when we checked him, uh


[Chorus]

The reaper calling while the angle sings

They try tell him, it won't change a thing

They taught him how to live dangerously

But no one taught him how to chase his dreams