S.O.S - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

I feel with some

No co-dependants, dem boys actin' like some co-defendants

For lower sentences, they sell their souls

It’s so pathetic

I roll a to ease the stress, successive meditation

My mind a maze, amazed that I ain’t gone insane or crazy

Never that

Tell them motherfuckers I’ma go-getter

Told niggas that I’m the sickest when my flow pick-up

Show stopper, the chief rocker

Got that Boom Shaka Laka Laka

Sick call a doctor

I step, and I step

And I, and I

And I move, and I move

When I do what I do

And I step, and I step

And I, and I

And I move, and I move

When I do what I do

Don’t be foolish now, just simmer down

That life you knew, with this shit cool it now, no foolin' 'round

That’s yo' perspective, oh you out

I heard they sick of us, they can’t get rid of us

I tell 'em pick it up, they mad 'cause they got no initiative

They pitiful, I pen these sentences, plentiful pictures bruh

The issue was that stupid is as stupid does, fuck that

I ain’t followin' another motherfucker, hell naw

If you don’t do it for the love, you played the game all wrong

This always happens to me, the whole team ridin' wit' me

I’m low-key fightin' my desire just to be over this thing

I’m so devoted you see, I’m locked and loaded this spring

Cock back, walk back and open carry this thing

I hope I bury it deep, my load is heavy this week

My only family don’t get it, I only tell 'em good things

They’re just afraid to admit it, they think I’m too old for drinks

I think that this shit will show 'em, I told em that in my

I’m over rollies and rings

The public showin' their pain, I hope my music can help

My focus really done changed

I hope it changes for you, I feel some hate just like you

Sometimes I fake being cool

Workin' on changing the rules, ooh

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque

All these rappers they just say the same shit man

All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at

Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch

Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque