Ken Rebel - RESURRECT lyrics

[Intro] Wa**up baby, its the mother f**ing rebel I'm here with my n***a Vic'k I got Jedi editing, this track right now you know what I mean You know how we rebels move, we move in silence baby Too, not too much talking, just action You know what I'm saying My momma told me to tell y'all this sh** though [Verse 1: Ken Rebel] Man, I said f** all of my haters Labels reaching my danger And Big Vic'k carry that banger And if he spray you're in my prayers Young n***a got a real bad attitude With gratitude, I'm blasting you Cause casualties, so casual, in the hood no snitching, no asking who Got labels calling my jack, and I'm only 18 So by the time I'm 23 I'll have a presidential Rolex in the crib of my j**els Middle finger to the school, and society Which n***a gotta live ????, rich n***a gotta sell his own property One eye, n***a watching me Huhhhh [Hook: Ken Rebel] n***as don't know, we might move with that 4 (baby don't) Got a few haters, click clack, click clack, bang bang Might end on your door (baby don't) Huh, n***as don't know, we might move with that Wesson (baby don't) My presence is a blessing, and my rebels ?? like felons [Verse 2: Big Vic'k] Got these b**hes up on my dick n***as hating on me and sh** Boy, that whootie juice got my lit Black four five, I keep on my hip n***a don't trip or get lit like a bic For running your mouth, we running yo sh** We duck tape your mom, we smacking your kids The regular sh**, the life that I live (Hannnnn) So what it is, pop up where you live A hundred goon n***as, we bugging and sh** The man day respect, while we running yo sh** These n***as is lips only cause of they b**h I'm k**ing these dogs, but I'm no Michael Vick She running her mouth, we k**ing yo b**h [Hook] [Verse 3: Ken Rebel & Big Vic'k] b**h I'm disrespectful, Vic'k show a n***a what the tech do Young n***a got no ???? doo, sh** on the game like restroom Gold watch, gold chain, gold Glock, blow brain Resurrecting with ammo, bape camo like rambo n***as better watch they back Move c**aine and crack Goonies might spray that gat, let a n***a act up, leave that n***a all black Hannnk Put the grip to your head, then I make yo b**h put her lips to my head You ain't getting no head, spitting homicide so you n***as is dead [Outro] Baby don't (x3) Baby don't ????, you know