Its so sudden ,
Chips of the glass placed on top of the deck ,
My neck holds jewels hangin off my flesh ,
Negatives burn like a crashed jet ,
You know "mines" in the hood up to date like "Arab Jecks" , (Jecks/Projects)
I’m blowin cats away ,
The balls hangin from my hands ,
Gates close when I jump in the air for the jam ,
My chick checkin the dice on the rear view of my Lam ,
She used to rock climb on the arm rest of her luxury sedan , (rock climb/sniff crack)
Hoods know that its real ,
The juice runnin in my veins of steel ,
Tricks handle other tricks in the bing for feels ,
Block brotha’s against the door of the law get killed ,
My watch attached to my hand the frost wearer ,
Got the metal flyin at you from the Ox Bearer ,
That last car crash gave you log errors ,
King of the ring compete’n but my mixed moves box rarer