Patrick Starr - Going On lyrics

rate me

Flying in a drop like a lame jack

Made a threat, up in the daughter of the ...net

Yeah I stay, staying wet, bitch you wake up with a crook in your neck

It wasn’t cause the way you slept

A player’s rap, pay respect, or just save your breath

‘for you get left for your chest tryina wave with with death

But gaf flavor net cash with the player nest

Sets nigga play your left, yes nigga place your bets

Sumo weight, buku cake

Only paper make the 2 go waste

Heavy pop make the chop like prince pops

Beeing 2 both shake, we the case we are coup and case

Real who gonn waste

The 8 men from drop with the cujo shake

Please better press on your hugo brace

Before my screwbolts break, ice heist gorilla

86 mike tyson scrilla, crazy crib white type and pillars

We them type of killers throwing red green white dykes chinchillas

Get your life spilled and the price of a milla

The right realer than the fight up in manilla

The price sake ...

Young fuck listen, I am now spitting

You are now hearing, crack cut different

Are you straight piffing and every nigga know I am

That dude to let me tell you where I stand

I could give a fuck about an album or an image

Or a baller any scrimnage, I will slaughter any killin

I am one of the second that be calling out the sinners

Like the one that was committed, like the one that was submitted

I’m the alter to the father and the son’s holy spirit

I am not playing rapper with the people who ain’t willing

To put money in my pocket that will stack up to the ceiling

I am lock loaded ready like the weapon I’m concealin

Yo lex, I got these niggas pushing, sitting down

Just run upon em with the pistol let it whistle round

I holler hit em up, you tear the tissue out, hahaha so what’s the issue now?

Homie getting better as time passes rhyme grafic

Story line bars define classic

Niggas loose grip on reality try magic

Wishing they can reach my status, redesigned addict

With an acto for flippin words like birds getting paid off

Of most rap niggas or herbs, let the game soften

My main targets, I’m quick to test the gauge on em

Go for mard ...to laying up in the base coffin

I stay stalkin these ballers lifting they bars off em

I got killers that stay real and remain cautious

Cause niggas talk loud, walk around like they brave hearted

But start yellin as soon as they face charges

The claimed daughters of afroditas, these raps are majors

Start snitching like little kids in they tattle stations

I’m bout to rattle cages, take it to the next extreme

We body frozen and momy hopin it’s just a dream.