Francis Nhamu - Radio Silence lyrics

[Intro] This song is dedicated to anyone who ever got robbed Hold up, Hold up, Hold up I think you should stop playing that sh** [Verse 1: Jayson Musét] I find it hard To deal with most you n***as like this I don't have time for the fake notice Packs on my stomach I'll be working for six She don't take dick unless you paying for it He don't really trip cause he worked for it Now you wanna take it cause it looks so nice I worked n***a This sh** hurt me n***a We gon fight n***a, you might die n***a Try take my phone you will cry n***a Cause all of my life I've been working this Your lazy a** ain't gon rob me from this Look at the way that you're praying for figures Look at the way that you're hoping For figures focus on how you gon get all these figures Build up a team and then train all your n***as Success is the purpose forget it and forgive them k** them with motivation that's the mission Demands for petitions don't need 'em, don't need em In the eyes of society I am the villain Wrestle, beat his a**, stab a victim And that's the reason we don't f** with these n***as They got way too much commotion Man I swear to God it's not important We just relief all the stress with the potent And the feeling we get is exultant Cause all of my life I've been working for this Your lazy a** ain't gon rob me from this Hold up, Hold up, Hold up I think you should stop playing that sh** Hold up, Hold up, Hold up I think you should stop playing that sh** [Verse 2: Steelo Joules] Joules coz I got them to go bro I'm so pro you should prolly be like go pro I'm with the homies and we busting down the door it's a raid I'll leave a glitch in your torso I got the swag and math to be compost For that revolution that'll show up from the back door Who that n***a who that n***a I got that brain that prolly leave you baffled in a choke bro Is only loud when it's radio silence Violence sacrificial sh** like the Mayans Science, like the type of sh** that you buying Ignorance is bliss and you relish in the lying Beef all my condiments are hella silent This the kinda sh** that'll f** up all your membranes I'm with the sound, I got ancient knowledge Think this sh** is lit? You should check on my projects I'm like a limiting factor, sh**! Cool like number four in the kids next door Come through my door it's a regular show Be scared for sure and just trip on zone Keep trippin' on thrones Been sippin' on gold since my zygote formed Quit wyling you lacking can't have this fun Got flow like the bat from the past you grant Can't have my work Been grinding too hard, like life sh** You can't figure it out you sleeping a lot Been woke from jump Even when sleep I'm lucid as f** b**h, who do you love Who got that food for thought Can't f** with these thots you primitive f** My logic is lit Primary thoughts like art attack I could build you a map of where you seem to be at Below average is that