Klad - Shade

I'm feeling like I go kill a man
Sicko mode, should've known, get in the van
I'm shuting you up like a minute man
All it be taking is one to middle man
Bumping the beat in back
Stomping your feet the track
(Yuh) (Yuh)
Not to be feeding the man
But imma repeat it again
(Huh)
Run it on back when you say that need it
Coz imma go harder then all of you niggas
Coz I'm undefeated
Blowing it up going larger
I'm feeling like imma go beat it
Imma go beat it
Bet none of you see it
I'm mocking the vision
Coz Imma be dissing
On everybody who want catch a body
Coz I find it funny how you niggas be running
Niggas be stumbling trying to walk
You just mumbling don't even talk
Hearing you fumbling, flop as you fall
Landing in front of me, suck on the balls
Ram in the jaw
Got your bitch on her knees hit it balls deep she be gag ging
Wanting me more
Call it deep balls coz I free fall on a v card
Better keep yours
Chuck a foul on nigga
Fuck around when a nigga
Calling out all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Putting doubt on a nigga
Giving clout to a nigga
Just to sound like a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
She wanna bounce on nigga
Put a crown a nigga
Getting down for a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Finna pounce on a nigga
Taking bouts from a nigga
Just to tell all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Chuck a foul on nigga
Fuck around when a nigga
Calling out all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Putting doubt on a nigga
Giving clout to a nigga
Just to sound like a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
She wanna bounce on nigga
Put a crown a nigga
Getting down for a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Finna pounce on a nigga
Taking bouts from a nigga
Just to tell all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Feeling the beat in my bones
She eating the meat and she moans
We hella grown
Stop a for a feed in the morn
Thinking I'm needing a cone
I'm hella stoned
Now that I'm feeling the cone
I rather head back to my home
But you should've known
That everything you should've told
Is going from platinum to gold
Change it to mold
Start up a coup
Whip out a piece as I laugh in your face
Now get in the boot
Or how about I shoot?
Flick off the safety then blast off your face
Now that oughta do
Nigga better learn that I don't play nice
If he ever wanna go, better learn how to fight
Gotta dig down deep if you wanna bring a knife
Your a pus-sy-to-me I'll put an end to your life
Imma rage on the game
When I get to the top
Imma write down my name
And I know that I got
All the flows in my brain
But I guess I'm a god
When I grab on a pen and I fill up a page
Talking no shit, I solidify it
But you're talking yo shit, now you bout to hit
I never quit, imma pick up the sticks
To build my foundation and fortify it
Chuck a foul on nigga
Fuck around when a nigga
Calling out all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Putting doubt on a nigga
Giving clout to a nigga
Just to sound like a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
She wanna bounce on nigga
Put a crown a nigga
Getting down for a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Finna pounce on a nigga
Taking bouts from a nigga
Just to tell all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Chuck a foul on nigga
Fuck around when a nigga
Calling out all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Putting doubt on a nigga
Giving clout to a nigga
Just to sound like a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
She wanna bounce on nigga
Put a crown a nigga
Getting down for a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Finna pounce on a nigga
Taking bouts from a nigga
Just to tell all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Chuck a foul on nigga
Fuck around when a nigga
Calling out all the niggas Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Putting doubt on a nigga
Giving clout to a nigga
Just to sound like a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
She wanna bounce on nigga
Put a crown a nigga
Getting down for a nigga Yeah
(Aye yeah)
Finna pounce on a nigga
Taking bouts from a nigga
Just to tell all the niggas Yeah

Written by:
Kiva Afu

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