Yo, I wanna say Rest In Peace to Justin “Info Gates” Gillespie

This the last beat I ever got from him, I miss that dude a lot

So we had to go in on this motherfucker, Rest In Peace Info

[Hook: King Krook & Lil Ruff House Is Kodak]

I be going hard

I been in the concrete stove couldn’t heat them as I be

I be going hard

The others couldn’t copy

They know I’m the man, ain’t no ID

I will pull yo card

Don’t ever try to stop me

Carbon in my put jeans, that could never be a copy

When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky

Think I won’t do it then try me

[Verse 1: S.H.A.D.O.W., King Krook, & Lil Ruff House Is Kodak]

Cinderblock S.H.A.D.O.W

When I’m on the record, then it’s finna spark cash flow

Asshole, never let a punk nigga pass go

Rappers so weak I could kill them with a past flow

Time traveler, I be going so hard

Kill the king of fighters like a hit from Terry Bogard

Rappers on the wire like somebody seen Omar

These niggas lying kings they be rapping bout they old scars

I be going hard

Motherfuck a hater, I can’t hear what you be saying

I’m too busy getting paper, bout to go cop me a car

Probably a Mercedes, then I’ma pick some hoes up and practice having babies

Notice I said practice, I ain’t tryna stick it out

See why you tryna win her over I be tryna kick her out

Told them niggas I’m the nicest like it ever was a doubt

I be sitting on the money like a hunnid was a couch

I be going hard

Like I can’t go soft on it

Yellow Daytona, pull up, roof off on it

That hating dick gay, you can hop off on it

The wrist got no teeth, but still have to floss it bitch

Hard, harder than the concrete, the pavement

I’ll beat you on the concrete for payment

When me, Krook, S.H.A.D.O.W. run nobody stay bitch

How I’m on these bitches head, nickname Ms. Briggs

[Hook: King Krook & Lil Ruff House Is Kodak]

I be going hard

I been in the concrete stove couldn’t heat them as I be

I be going hard

The others couldn’t copy

They know I’m the man, ain’t no ID

I will pull yo card

Don’t ever try to stop me

Carbon in my put jeans, that could never be a copy

When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky

Think I won’t do it then try me

[Verse 2: Lil Ruff House Is Shadow, King Krook, & S.H.A.D.O.W.]

Gang, that’s nothing new to me

Yeah I do, what you’ll never hear that on a [?]

Seven letter alphabet with you, I’ma keep it G

Rather kick the middle of yo chest like Assassins Creed

Bite down on that nigga make it hard to breathe

I was born a fighter like my daddy was Apollo Creed

The best boxer when it come to this ring

Feeling like Killmonger, this is yo fucking king?

I’m like two steps ahead and a couple of levels up

She know she could get attached if we was to ever fuck

I’m just focused on the mission, trying to count the chickens

To the left wrist glist from lifting the bezel up

Yeah I been that dude, they still asking for the scoop

Whole scene work for me, that’s why you out of the loop

I’m a six-star general niggas gotta salute

Either way I get jaw, then kick her out of the coupe

And she will never recoup, my mental level is loose

Plus the flow so hot, she will think the devil is cute

Roughhousing with King Krook, my shadow’s shadow is hard

Liquor of these verses, you can’t handle the bars

Dismantle your flow, I’ll diss you and still survive

Dilute the flow, you watering down the vibe

I been connected with niggas that really be spitting bars

In case you ain’t hear the shit the first time

[Hook: King Krook & Lil Ruff House Is Kodak]

I be going hard

I been in the concrete stove couldn’t heat them as I be

I be going hard

The others couldn’t copy

They know I’m the man, ain’t no ID

I will pull yo card

Don’t ever try to stop me

Carbon in my put jeans, that could never be a copy

When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky

Think I won’t do it then try to