Lyrics You Hear That? - Lxxiv

They on my phone and they wanting the old me
Said lx ain't screaming no more
Well fuck out my life if you think that you know me
Why don't you come blow me
Haven't been mad in a minute
I've just been doing my thing, become one with the vision
But this what you want right i swear to god imma end it

Big Glock that could shatter bones
Sacrificial run up in yo home
Boy i really came to end shit
Came in three i can shadow clone
I'm a goofy motherfucking kid that could really come and take you main bitch
Talk shit and the same night we at yo crib empty every clip
Wait wait is that him we gonna spin back and get him
I've been saving these coffin spaces for the right ops i can finally fill 'em
Do you feel what i feel is inside of me wake up at night with the blood on my denim
I'm feeling like carnage with all of this red on my body i think i killed venom

Caught a case from a mass attack that i committed with a mask and my daddys gat, i stole it
Now I'm in the care whipping fast as i pass 2 cops bet they come in last, i drove it
But the cops are quick to blast and they on my ass and my tire flat, i rolled it
Now I'm in a church during mass and ill let off shots dump the mac and then reload it

What the fucks wrong with my head
What the fucks wrong with my head
Fuck

Fuck all that talking I know that i did what they said that i didn't
Don't give a fuck bout an image
Don't give a fuck bout a rapper that saying hes better that me better stand at attention
Over business I'm grabbing the smithin I shoot with intention to put a big hole in his fitted
Pussy he nervous he fucking his sentences up
Better just stick to listening

Fuck it im menacing
When im squeezing that choppa I'm leaving anything but innocent
I never fitted in
And i got a screw loose in my head and i don't plan on fixing it
But i stay vigilant
Never thought i could rap in this game cause the color my pigment is
Shout out my listeners
Greatness what you witnessing move around town like we militant

They on my phone and they wanting the old me
Said lx ughh you were my favorite rapper and i think that you owe me
Why don't you come blow me
I dont owe shit to anybody fuck are you talking bout
Keep on yapping im upping the body count
Put another tally on my Glock 9 then i walk in the mall and i buy it out

I was the one selling adderall to the nerdy kids in the locker room
I was the one with the fish scale doing 3 lines by the after noon it ain't a problem
You got an op then i solve em
I getchu hit while im taking a nap
Only problem that i cant solve is for you stupid fucks that want the old me back