Fire Squad 🔥

classic Cole beat. had 2. Lyrics: V1 Rappers look at me like competition no need for me to diss em I know my bars are gonna get em man I'm on a mission 2 B the menace apprentice to replenish the friendless leave the precious headless cuz I'm reckless now don't forget this the view is nice but I paid a foolish price nearly gave my fucking life to b blinded by these lights fuck this ruckus, knots in my stomach I'm going to bust shit through the tough ish what the fuck did I come up with? If you comin’ at me then u coming at a team I ain't talking Mr B I'm talking dirty fucking deep people talking big shit but too afraid to throw down scene’s changed, bunch of motherfuckers I don't even know now time is money, so fuck if your time is coming you've been saying you gonna drop shit but I ain't heard nothing. --- You should stop your yapping before they know who you are and I should take my own advice before I take this too far but fuck your money and your hoes and everything you expose you need to tighten up your flows and that is not on the low I call it like I see it, you dream it but'll never b it pissed at me cuz I achieved it I got what is most needed put the pistols down, you ain't even bust one before talking bunch of big game but you ain’t ready for war *Chorus* and I don't even fuck with y’all you knowing that I came to ball imma smoke my weed till I'm 103 I'm always b B, baby that's just me V2 Color my life with the chaos of trouble I'm a savage motherfucker and with my brothers i double you can't wait your turn you've gotta take it I'm impatient, I can tell by their faces that they won't make it now what a blatant statement far from complacent my homie we're not adjacent the game needs replacement but the price of this life comes with payment they going apeshit over what I created warned not to say it, told they gonna hate it sure enough it escalated success is rent and you're paying every day just cuz you're here in January don't mean you'll b here in May but on top of that you'll topple flat no bitches to holla at taste is what you lack you should put some sauce on that protect your neck or get wrecked when Hoose in full effect watch me redirect the shit I get fuck fame with no respect homie get yourself in check take time to self-reflect this is Mr B and I've come to collect. *Chorus Repeat* and I don't even fuck with y’all you knowing that I came to ball imma smoke my weed till I'm 103 I'm always b B, baby that's just me. ----- B-sidez.