Chris Karell - Rlxxx

Bitch you outta pocket, I‘m in my bag
I never force shit, nigga relax
Gotta ensure that whoever be poking at me for no reason don’t get to relapse
This is a statement, never a threat
Black and amazing, look at my dreads
Fuck is a midget in front of a giant except for a nuisance ahead of my step
Yeah, I sing on the regular, my medicine for self
Fucked up generation, fighting trauma poppin‘ all these pills
Use the pain to help my craft, learned you can‘t escape yourself
Oh well, if I‘m stuck with me, I‘m urging y‘all to guess
Who y’all really tryna press cuz I’m a menace when malicious
Call me Satan in the flesh if all my demons reach the surface
We may all be raising hell, see lately heaven‘s been calling
Like "Yo, what‘s up with all the mess?“,
Pardon me, I had no choice, in my defense
They outta pocket, I‘m in my bag
I never force shit, nigga relax
Gotta ensure that whoever be poking at me for no reason don’t get to relapse, yeah
Goddamn
I‘m convinced
Everybody gon‘ pay for they sins
Crossing all the lines could get you rinsed
God forbid, you get under my skin
I‘m convinced
Everybody gon‘ pay for they sins
Crossing all the lines could get you rinsed
God forbid, you get under my skin
Yeah, God forbid you get under my
I don‘t beg if I need some’
I‘m "him" if you need someone
See no hate when the shade’s on
Dodge ‘em, skrt, like a Nissan
Went pop, never lost touch
That’s loyalty to my integrity
I don’t owe you like two vowels
That’s Weezy F on the Carter three
Young Chris on the rise, yeah
Coin flip, pick a side, yeah
Move aside when I slide, I don’t talk much
I don’t take advice, yeah
My account’s in the minus
That should tell where my mind is
Only care for my legacy
And my pedigree
That’s on mine, yeah

Written by:
Chris Etoa

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