Tkg Traffic Kone gang It's the intro Yo just some average guys out on the streets Smoking blunts listening to the hottest new beats This ones f**ing perfect ain't that right beeds Never trust some hoes Follow with ur bros Find albinoking pardon me but that's just scents up in your nose Albino king but should be blood stricken illuminati Flows like the tucks Tkg we don't give a f** Swallowing vodka like were on the second shot But were gonna drop f** the sense that peer pressure was the reason you got into d** and got in trouble with the guard When you decided to bring that 3os and say this is the first time that you're in over your bar Rapping has me heat god I need to vent What the f** are you gonna tell me not to do drink but you have the same thing Oh I'll just give it up for lent Born sinner f** you exactly what I meant Set up a shelter because I'm breaking everything without concent Disrespect someone who couldn't give an ounce of care Find you anywhere bet I'm not there b**h Honestly f** everyone for their lie They only give a f** when I come close to die Close to d**h as in the winter guzzling vodka burning like it's mid July Wishing I could fly High in the sky to find my head I lost that sh** when I was diagnosed Lost when I was stuck thinking ahead And when I was making choices that were having doors close Burning loud while we scream quiet Selling your body on the street gotta come buy it This album is gonna pop Illness so real that they couldn't effort a doc To take me and but back in negative Because I'm above fahrenheit It's gonna stay that way for awhile I'm sorry but the coldest is stepping up game b**hes crazy gotta tame em or keep em wild But this sh** is just starting just the intro I creep up with loud feet no tiptoe Fly out the window Please Have you ever thought of how to fly away Intense attacks and depression moving like a sway