Текст песни Lochetic - Ace Fresco

I heard it's kill or be killed
Popping it off for the thrill
Flaming right up on the grill
Who made you my nigga
I put the trust in creator
I peep you're a hater
Let's see you go crazy my nigga
Don't get mad I just go crazier nigga
I put your head on the table my nigga
I heard it's kill or be killed
Treating these niggas like lils
Dying on top of the hill
Who's raising these niggas
I see that real isn't common
I don't even comment just look how fugazi these niggas
Never been me cause I'm made for this nigga
Untouchable you can't trade for this nigga

What you wanna be the man to petty me to go
Take a look and have you shook it make you ready for the flow
Kill streaking on the avenue the aim is like a pro
I'm a little of a radical the mental never cope
Sort of like a bigger animal I'm creeping in the cold
I ain't thought about it rational or affable
I see it lil attackable
It's natural that callings taking over
Armageddon getting closer
For the ride like a chauffeur like

I heard it's kill or be killed
Make it you gotta have zeal
A lil bit of skill
The hunter gets hunted my brother
Be number one and now everyone done with the waiting
They stalk and they coming my brother
Lift up my shirt and I'm gunning my brother
Don't say a word cause I'm cunning my brother
I heard it's kill or be killed
Gotta watch out for the steal
Vultures out plotting they meal
Stay vigilant brother
Drawing attention like death to sentence
I stay out of mentions and radars my brother
Son of the bat like I'm Jason my brother
Not taking Tatum I seize (C's) up my brother

Be the change you wanna see with money on your head
ATM at the moment I be banking on the spread
Gambling up at Grambling Lousisana man
Moving like a Peloton don't believe I pelican
I can put you on the ground like a piñata
Put the beam on the cranium for the clean shotta
Coconut cracked with the labor for the lemonade
Stack another accolade you can say hey when you see father

I heard it's kill or be killed
Put the fear of God in a man tell the testimony
Like a single mother begging buddy for the alimony
Knowing she the one cheating now she playing victim and the system
Lil Terrio you gotta ouu kill em
Gotta ouu get him
Gotta get the writing back in blood
Grip the pen like a knife
And the knife like a gun
And the gun with precision
That'll make a nigga hush
Out of Ari Fletcher's words
You can make a bitch blush
With the vengeance of a demon
With a little heavens touch
I can run it like I mean it
Like Knievel and his stunts
Pick it up ASAP
Wrap it up lace front
Push it up barbell
Roll it up made blunt
For the low maintenance
I got time for the shams
Popping up broad day
You gon know who I am