Scorpion - Auxxk

Aliby, sounding like fuckery

Words don’t mean much to me

Action, scream fuckery

Jealously coated as love to be

Acting for Grammy’s

That shit like tragedy

Sad to see, my generation

Entitled, unbothered

Clout chasing they living its

Plain to see, Difference

Niggas who came from shit

And who just wit the shit

Vein when I’m menacing

Rain looking different

Crown not a heavy lift

Hip always heavy

Cause levels a tell you

That’s niggas a leave you dead

Irrelevant people

Seek clout, and attention

Be stuck on some goofy shit

Be caught in they image

Like man I’m just living

But really be feeling dead

Fuck morales

For likes

And some comments

Some people unconscious

Dey zombies, day walking it

40 stay full

Cause I can’t be a fool

No Mitch, wit my tool

Cause I can’t take a lose

Reaction on billicheck

Fuck if I’m cool

I got a 380

My pockets too full

I keep hot pocket

I feel like a target

Protecting my peace

I’m standing 6 feet

Militant methods

Controlling my temper

Cause shit can get crazy

Belligerent fucker

When I’m in my feelings

The answer destruction

Demeanor, on carnage

My evil I harness

Eyes turning turn red

I been sad for a minute

But don’t get twisted

The shit never sweet

Devil like Jin

I cannot fold

Ring up ya vin

It really get cold

Hold up the voices got louder

Da pack done got louder

Can’t hear what they saying

Vision like fishburn

Been riding like smoke

Can’t knock of my focus

My squad like some locus

Keep loafing, it’s hostile take over

Misery lace in this pain

So fuck it I turn it to gains

Tears feel like dollars

Dey light up my trail

No fuck what you talking

Been thriving hell

Mood on jack sparrow

Undead for my passion

Now niggas going question the motive, it really don’t matter, like Soto I stay

wit a dragon, dramatics to common, no energy for it, I dead it, it’s all for

the peace, but we could get loco, if that’s what you want

But we can get loco if that’s what you want x 3

Turn up

Now you done woke up the demon

No Collin, it’s bout to get active

Capons in my pocket, you know what dat mean, that’s death on my mind

Attaching the beam, to my bitch, been feeling itch, phycosis done settled,

I chill wit my monster, he don’t fuck wit no one

Cause humans be trash

Let’s keep it a 100

I rather be lonely

Den fuck up my life