To Be Continued

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[Verse 1: Trey Skies] Cut 'em down, aye, hold up, wait To be continued then it's back to the grave I watched the tears fall down her face Uploadin' blunts inside my domain Say you runnin' up checks, no you ain't makin' plays I'm smoking dragon darkness flame Pull off so fast I might forget your name King of the ice but they call me La Flame Hoes wanna know how my heart so cold Death to a nigga, don't trust 'em the code Why every time they try blocking my zone Now there's water falling, froze Hoes wanna know how my heart so cold Death to a nigga, don't trust 'em the code Why everytime they try blocking my zone Now there's water falling, froze Skies like Poseidon, I'm one wit the sea I told her, you can't love a nigga like me I'm swerving, switching lanes, you cannot conceive I summon up a hurricane and drop it at his feet, me I'm the type to make 'em bleed Feel like I'm guts, see this big sword I heave My niggas is demons, heathens never speak Why these people so fake, get the fuck off of me, please Everything you want is given out, these niggas only after clout And they gon' leave when you down Spirit gun, it got a drum, I shoot about a hundred rounds Then I unload on bitch niggas watching my crown Saying she want me now, think I'm famous and shit You would switch up lowkey for some shine, make me sick Seen it all happen time and time again But I don't give a fuck and no lie, never did My mind is a drift you would drown in the waves I know I said I wouldn't but I needed to change Hold on, wait a minute, let me unsheathe the blade Mmm, I think my armor got a stain To be honest, all you niggas lame Running with a style 'stead of making your lane Death, it get closer every verse I lay Then it's back to my tomb, it ain't much I can say [Verse 2: Kay P] Open the trunk then I unload the K on these fuck niggas watchin', they nothing but fakes I got samurai soldiers all up in my base, if you step close to me, they might unsheathe they blade Slice off your head, the blood spill then you dead I don't like oppers, you talkin' to feds I don't trust niggas, boy come get your mans They hatin', they gossip, they nothing but fans They see that I'm risin', they want me to fall I swear I barely trust these niggas at all I just wanna ball, I know that you see it But back in high school, shit, nobody believed me But now that they see me on TV, they coppin' my CD's These people just stains like graffiti These niggas rap with no meaning In they attics, they fiendin', bitch nigga I live what you dreamin' I pop a perc, boy I'm leanin' I just love the feeling, Trey I think it's time to kill 'em Put these niggas in a tomb, I don't like you fools Boy you my son in the womb I can send you to the afterlife I don't love these hoes, these bitches ain't actin' right These niggas hoes and they sweet like they Magic Mike I know the devil, he want you a sacrifice, bitch [Outro: Trey Skies] Skies like Poseidon, I'm one wit the sea, yeah I told her, you can't love a nigga like me, aye Feel like I'm guts, see this big sword I heave Nah, wait I guess I won't kill 'em
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- Trey Skies