Suspect - Lightwork #DesertEdition

(Mora Beats) (HL8) Aye Violate me then your whole gang get it They won't forgive if I can't forget it I'm tryna pattern his -, not dead it Send him a kite like after you read it Shred it, send my man to the medic (to the medic) Send my man to the morgue I live by the sword, won't die by the sword TBC, the bloodiest cause I'm tryna get on the list of Forbes For the industry, I'll kick down doors My hologram soon gon' tour I'll do that shit nobody ain't seen before I already donе it before I was on the run and now I'm in jail I still prevail, I still got morе Still at war with the fucking law All I see is beautiful whores (Why you-) why you talk bout gyal like that? Why is she on OnlyFans for? If I am a thug and she is a thot We are what we are, it is what it is I am what I am, I'm liking the the Gram I check my account a couple more grand I'm chatting to bro like, "When you gon' land?" I know that jail weren't part of the plan You don't understand this borough My rasclat land, my army is Active Gang Young Suspect, no doppelganger Respect him how you respect man You ain't ever had that paigon pussio bleeding Damn, that's a desperate man Like, damn, that's a desperate man Ask them why they run from gang Corn is real, why you think he ran? Bitch, I'm sorry that you got tanned Why your man got beef with Active Gang? Bang bang, tell her bang but we're not Afghan, Afghan AG, SOA akh' gang, akh' gang It's a quick ETA, DOA, new strand And watch your head bop, no hands, no hands Bop, slop, breathe, cough I miss a beat but never the drop I taped a few streets, I taped a few blocks That's back to back hits, I'm top of the pops Don't play with my top, end up on the top Man just aim for a lung, pop Man just aim for a heart, stop How much money I make? A lot How many opps he dropped? Zero Let alone yinged or shot, he a weirdo I'm a big man, he's Robert DeNiro Actor, somebody give him a BAFTA You know my angle don't need a protractor Simon who? I got the X-Factor Blow two kisses He's almost feminine than my missus Teachers said don't run with scissors I run up in next man's school, no bally Teachers said don't run in the hallway Started runnin' class A's straight out the alley He ran, tripped and turned cali Burn that, get a new car from Paddy Hoodie on face, don't know what cabby Full-time, I ain't gon' payin' for petty, I ain't no patty Violate me then your whole gang get it They won't forgive if I can't forget it I'm tryna pattern his death, not dead it Send him a kite like after you read it Shred it, send my man to the medic (to the medic) Send my man to the morgue I live by the sword, won't die by the sword TBC, the bloodiest cause (Mora Beats) (HL8)