Fire bro

Yo, I'm raw with the flow, ain't no hoe gonna stop me, Coppin' a shot, poppin' off, I'm a tsunami. Drama and trauma, I'm the llama, spit the Dalai, Body the beat, leave 'em shook, no apology fire in my veins, ain't no chains gonna hold me, Coldly, I expose those who pose boldly. Gold in my soul, sold my foes, can't control me, Told me I’d fail, but I scale like a goalie.

Seven Sins I got many issues I'm just man who spit true Imagine me blowing lead kisses Putting holes in your snots tissue That's how I maintain control Posing as a gold soul In the soul train magazine I'm the playboy centerfold And its apparently clear That they take their hatchet shovels Trouble is my pockets don't