Lyrics Unforgiving - Mak11

I still went hard when I had nothing left to give em
And even when I started they was loving all my rhythms
I'm your favorite artist I been buzzing for a minute
But if I make you a target then I'm fucking unforgiving
I had homies locked up in prison
That's why I talk about it hoping they listen
I don't vote for division
I'm just focused on my soul and my vision
And plus exposing all the holes in the system
They can't control how we living

Got smoke just like it's a ciggy
For poltergeists in my city
I roll with Dice I know Wiggy
My bro GPie we get litty
Stoned and fried off a zippy
Ain't no denying we be winning
We gon be flying and be tripping
Remote and private like we Diddy
You know the climate, no cynic
A cold-ass island, still dripping
Just close your eyelids, forget it
You gon be high in a minute
The kid so fly it's ridiculous
I can't slip I'm too into this
Shit I'm tryna be infinite
With the clique we ain't innocent
All on my wrist I want Audemar
Yeah imma get rich til I got it all
I walk in this bitch I got all my dawgs
We dropping them chips at the shopping mall
You thought you was lit but you not at all
That Wok what I sip til I'm nodding off
Them opps getting sick cuz I'm popping off
They thought this was scripted like Tylenol
They can't match this drumbeat like marching bands
I'm hatching something got the smartest plans
Mak a youngin with my partisans
Get to acting up and we gon scar ya mans
My ass is comfy while they starving fam
They lacking substance I'm in hard demand
They act reluctant disregard they brand
They ain't having nothing yeah they sparse of bands
Gotta keep out of trouble and get to the loot
We ain't speaking it subtle we spitting the truth
I be with my brothers we give em the juice
Deleting the others they missing the move
They meet me and crumble like chips when I chew
I been deep in the jungle they fishing for food
No exceeding this hustle got infinite proof
Get impeached like you Trump if you trip on the crew

I still went hard when I had nothing left to give em
And even when I started they was loving all my rhythms
I'm your favorite artist I been buzzing for a minute
But if I make you a target then I'm fucking unforgiving
I had homies locked up in prison
That's why I talk about it hoping they listen
I don't vote for division
I'm just focused on my soul and my vision
And plus exposing all the holes in the system
They can't control how we living