Alex Auld Flatline
[Intro: Alex Auld]
Stop playing with this shit now
Yeah
Pappappapap
[Verse: Alex Auld]
Real niggas keep there money up
No I'm never giving up
Working on my grind all the time never coastal up
Bitches better giddy up when I'm hitting the haze
And I'm out and about might be gone for some days
Got stride in my step from setting the pace
And you ain't worth shit unless you making the gains
Am tryna' double making digits out my main account
I'm the king of the hill for real I keep paramount
Exit out the round about the truth I really see it now
They ain't really your niggas if they only wanna see you down
Learn my mistakes while am whipping this wave
If you've gone the longer way then you're diggin' your grave
10 toes really down am pressing to stay
Rep this shit to the fullest droppin' ash in the tray
Bang for the set through the thickness of some hardships
About my place in life I hold it down thats regardless
Patience only had kittle in the storage
Cause I came from the dirt ain't a story for the orchids
Free f..cking spirit cause am roaming with the horses
Hard body and soul I can feel it in my organs
Live by the truth I'm never a poor sportsman
I take what I want its never a small portion
If I had an alias they'd call me the warden
I'm looking for a rise and you're losing a fortune
Always hot drop when Im coming for the loot
Cause Im aiming for your neck and I roll like a brute
Im in hot pursuit when I lace up the boot
Its best that you shoot if you dont know the route
Best dont dispute it weighs in my favour
F..ck giving chances not even if its later
Head held high when I'm coming for the paper
If we cross paths better pray to your saviour