Kwyet - Lyrical Drill lyrics

[Verse 1: Kwyet] I let the semi spray any day in many ways There's plenty prey Pray to Pac in this Church for Thugs spot Understand you dead if you ain't heard the slugs drop You try to start the static With people who really are the baddest Set ya team up like target practice So I'm gunning today like I'm hunting for prey The realest out, we been that Have u running like its gym cla** Lift weight like I'm tryna gain muscle ma** Swear to God if u buck at us we busting back When u hustle crack, you can't even trust the facts Streets got new rules -- Seen a lotta 8 balls I don't even shoot pool I'm the alpha male It's a homicide when my k**ers outta jail Respect this Eleven 21 been on some next sh** Speakers so loud and my reefer the same Rat traps for any man speaking my name I only bump cla**ics When I blow on these blunt ashes Heating shells all day, my Glock's exhausted ***** search me, say "the rocks I lost it" On the block smelling like a doctor's office Claim the weed and codeine is medical CA to NY so if there's a case, it seems federal Playing it cool In reality ya momma should be praying for you My clique is gifted Catch a body, go ghost make y'all superstitious The courts only let the sinners win If their name is Anthony or Zimmerman Don't phone the Feds if you see me serving the white But call 9-1-1 cause I murdered the mic