Disinfected

I don't got time for the drama
But I got time for the vision
I'm seeing through your aura
Aint no Scratch on my lenses
Ain't no dap for the bitches
Ain't no honey for the shit talkers
You the type get a bag blow it on chain
Boy you ain't Ben baller
Boy you ain't Johnny dang
I'll rip this shit like Beyblade
Then fry yo ass I raised Caine
I'm Adam and God I'll lay waste like
Laying waste to the valley
Brought em all crumbs I ate all the rally's
Smoking gas out in cali
Took it back home it's fuck Federales
Last show at camp spaceman
Rock a bitch like caveman
Volkinov with the range man
Envy all on ya face man
Walking off with gameplan
Face card my chick bad
Pantie lines from the Spray tan
Typa shit that I crave man
Counting up like rain man
Crowd scream from the right side
Cuz my side got big plans
Carry em all got big pants
Sink or swim like sinbad
Hustle back like a wrist snap
From a quarterback that got real sacked
Rob and Blase sent the 2 pack
Semi automatic with the raps and static, acrobatic
RIP to Static
We all Mobb Deep like P and Havoc
I can't have it
Dissin' on the guys will get you disinfected
Gotta understand the preface
We some 502 legends
Semi automatic with the raps and static, acrobatic
RIP to Static, we on Mobb Deep like P and Havoc
I can't have it
Dissin' on the guys will get you disinfected
Gotta understand the preface
We some 502 legends
I can't stand it I know you planned it
Imma set it straight for these fucking fakes
I can't stand the way these pigs treat my kinfolk
Cops harassing niggas nothing new except the victim
Cycle and repeat
Every day another struggle coming clean
Dirty Money never folding underneath
Pressure mounting up
Commas adding up
What's the matter bruh?
Hit collateral
I damage any alt right shit
Hot spit on the mic shit
Top down with the light switch
Ride round with a white bitch
She smoking back to back blunts like her name Dave
Fat funny rapping nigga with the nice fade
Crime pays
Tell the teller hurry up with my deposit
I'm getting kinda bothered by the climate
These rappers think I jumped ship but my sounds evolving
Bet ya money on DOMS & see green
Otherwise kick rocks & join another team
Eating Mantecadas in a Monte Carlo
These rappers actin' like they rich
But can't affort the car note
Listening to Monte Booker in my F-150
Riding round the city where we from
You gotta keep a blicky
Semi automatic with the raps and static, acrobatic
RIP to Static
We all Mobb Deep like P and Havoc
I can't have it
Dissin' on the guys will get you disinfected
Gotta understand the preface
We some 502 legends