PINWHEEL

Bona fide killer
Certified dealer
Ima push my tracks until I'm
Chillin with a milli
Ain't no kizzy
Slide up on the beat
Like bread and butter
Mothafuckas start to stutter
When its time to jump
I'm pumping up the numbers
Like that shit is gas mane
Fuck the price I'm living in the fast lane
Burning rubber
Lookin forward to a colder summer
With this ice mane
Lower pressure pushing thru
The clouds and thunder
Giving way to tundra
Time to put you under

Head is spinning right around
Its like a fuckin pinwheel
Posted in the game
I said a mothafucka been real
Watch yo steps and try to keep up
If you wanna play the game
Suffer through that ego death
For all the fame you wanna claim

Feelin like a veteran
I got no medals
But I got my blade
Its ripping thru the thinner skin
I'm never settling for less
Here's a lesson when you test
You ain't blessed
Strap up with yo vest
Lookin stressed
I'm just cooling never pressed
From these bustas throwing shade
Salty that they never getting paid
From this trade
Could you blame em
When they always getting played
Game has changed
And you afraid to break the rules
We are not the same
I will never wait to go and get my flame