A$ton Matthews - Mack 11 lyrics

[Verse 1] These b**hes sayin' p**y is power These cowards just as p**y as Prada They done smack down drape a f**in' p**y in powder Teach you cowards how to make that f**in' p**y bring power [ahh] I got it all, you ain't got enough In the fingertips of lust is a loaded pump No soul to trust this coated clutch will fold you up It's only us, it ain't the first time I ever had to load the trunk Eyes stained with the souls of fallen Sun's fallen, Hell's closer than my undergarments Persian silk, no chaser like my Henny sharper From the land where men talk but not many conquer Bathin' in the waters of Minnetonka Finnessin', little weapon my clip's extended Smith and Wesson to get the stretchin' Get second guessin' in the seventh then and leave your section, p**y [Hook x 2] Eyes wide while I roam the streets Through the valley of d**h dog I hold the heat Momma said say my prayers ‘fore I go to sleep So if I never wake I pray the lord my soul to keep [Verse 2] I'm on this curb searchin' for a purpose Turnt and worthless, where the f** the church is Do or die for where my f**in' turf is Put in the worst of workin' And I'mma burn in hell if all my bodys search to surface Lucifer's loose, seducin' his noose Numb the pain, dry my tears in my aim, move and I shoot Move for my troops, hold your noodle as proof Each stripe is a steppin' stone to get the throne, rep in time, the Tec is drawn Turn the page, homicide for the hunger games Life k**s but the murder pays Drill for the bills, get sealed for the pills Welcome to the field where your k**ers get k**ed, p**y I ain't my brother's keeper I'm my brother's reaper Wash his blood in my hands as I dug him deeper In this parking lot, conscious thoughts Got my carbon co*ked, will I make it through the dark or not [Aah?] [Hook x 2]