Out For Blood

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[Verse 1] Yeah, uh, yeah I've been left for dead, hung to dry, I been out the count From out the womb, out the school, right to out the house And no one picked me up, they told me I would I never get it So I just took it, now I want my muhfucking credit Ain't never gonna change my course Full speed, tunnel vision, I'm a racing horse I aim to kill, don't play for sport I don't what it is y'all waiting for Nobody gonna hold your hand I did it, I stole my chance, I took it and ran I'm played them all, I took a stand Y'all small, y'all shook, y'all played the Stan Fuck all your plans, go ahead, go call your mans Might as well call the ambulance I'll break you down, I'll take you out Y'all never really had a chance, I'm sorry Want more? We can take it to war I don't know what the fuck y'all take me for I'll gamble mine, I'll take what's yours I'll pull your plug from life support (Yeah) I stayed hungry, nothing changed me, call me Young Shady I don't give a fuck either way, no, pay me I've been involved, I played the part, I took the hits I did it all, the waiting's off, now gimme this [Drop] I thought I told you Zeds Dead See, I could quit now and be a chump muhfucker But I'd rather reload and just dump, muhfucker [Verse 2] They all wagging their fingers, hating Laughing, they think they'd break me Half of them couldn't keep my pace if I was out there waiting I always hear them doubting They don't know shit about me They won't respect you till you hopping in that brand new Audi But if it's hell, they want they got it baby, Satan's present I just hope they don't mind the heat all for the sake of heaven I've come to get it, out for blood, I am done pursuing The time is now, so they focus on just how I do it I'm outta place, outta hand, outta space And this bottle in my hand got me feeling out my face So you barely made the game, I'll make the season play You can't handle the moment, I'm here to seize the day [Drop] Gimme this Just let it take you away I thought we told you Zeds Dead See, I could quit now and be a chump muhfucker But I'd rather reload and just dump, muhfucker [Verse 3] Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah I'm busy in the clouds, you're in a cloud of dust I'm in the G5, you missed the crowded bus But I don't mean no harm, I rather work the beat I knock out every day, but never hurt the weak I stay inspired, my hunger keeping the fire living I cook ambition, you are what you eat, so I'm ambitious My vision vivid, I see the mission as clear as day Just take a listen, it's business, homie, I'm on my way [Drop] See, I could quit now and be a chump muhfucker But I'd rather reload and just dump, muhfucker
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Credits
- Writers
- Zeds Dead
- Omar LinX