"On The Spectrum" lyrics
(feat. Boldy James)
This shit givin' me big Mafia vibes
Yeah, Jack God
Two-way, deuce, siete
The Cafe, what else? Uh-uh
Road ragin', fourteen years old with a white gold Skagen
No fakin' 'fore we was spot runnin'
We was stealin' cars, stealin' large name rings
Rallies tryna build a church out the shine in front of his little niece
Don't know what I be thinkin'
I be tweakin', bleakin' the fuck out, murder is my attraction
Love is blindin', all I see is red like a crime of passion
Head over heels for these federal bills
Been havin' more money than my teacher, never paid for my protection
Doin' all of that campaignin' in this race, gon' get elected
My hitman, he special ed, you gotta grade him on the spectrum
If I call you my brother, that mean we gang, you can't just up and out it
This shit for life, it ain't no ifs, ands, or buts about it
Quick to rat-a-tat-tat 'em when that strig blaze
It's 227, this shit tatted on my rib cage
The biggest creature, don't mistake me with your favorite rapper
Run with them movers and them shakers, takers and them smackers
Curtis curb to Pickford Ave, we with the riff and raff
I shot two niggas with one bullet, made 'em split the tab
He shoulda listened to his corner and watched for the hook
Choke up a kidney, where I'm from, you better zig-a-zag
I push that button on 'em, chip 'em with a uppercut
Chop 'em, caught 'em with a sucker punch, he couldn't slip the jab
These niggas cops, the only thing they missin' is a badge
We dibble-dabble in narcotics, tryna ditch the tags
Double-A-12, Moross to Mack, makin' 'caine sales
Run with them boys across the track like a train rail
12 got on us, had to toss the strap, took 'em on one
I smoke until my eyes bleed, poppin' pain pills
Stackin' extras off the pros because I know the recipe
You know that bag don't ever close, call that open sesame
I never lack, Quick Draw McGraw, totin', no open registry
When I was packin' up the raw, sellin' blow at Sesame
Where was you at when me and Claude took this shit to new heights?
Duckin' long arm of the law, runnin' from them red and blue lights
We cook the beef when it unthaw, went wrong, don't make it two rights
When you uncut without the floor, you can't be scared to do life
If they book me without a bond, I'll sit my mom's front row
Least I know what I had comin', what I signed up for
Been had my mind made up, I know what came with this shit
Talkin' in cursive, got them feds like, "What language is this?"
Curtis curb to Pickford Ave, we with the riff and raff
I shot two niggas with one bullet, made 'em split the tab
He shoulda listened to his corner and watched for the hook
Choke up a kidney, where I'm from, you better zig-a-zag
I push that button on 'em, chip 'em with a uppercut
Chop 'em, caught 'em with a sucker punch, he couldn't slip the jab
These niggas cops, the only thing they missin' is a badge
We dibble-dabble in narcotics, tryna ditch the tags
Yeah, Jack God
Two-way, deuce, siete
The Cafe, what else? Uh-uh
Road ragin', fourteen years old with a white gold Skagen
No fakin' 'fore we was spot runnin'
We was stealin' cars, stealin' large name rings
Rallies tryna build a church out the shine in front of his little niece
Don't know what I be thinkin'
I be tweakin', bleakin' the fuck out, murder is my attraction
Love is blindin', all I see is red like a crime of passion
Head over heels for these federal bills
Been havin' more money than my teacher, never paid for my protection
Doin' all of that campaignin' in this race, gon' get elected
My hitman, he special ed, you gotta grade him on the spectrum
If I call you my brother, that mean we gang, you can't just up and out it
This shit for life, it ain't no ifs, ands, or buts about it
Quick to rat-a-tat-tat 'em when that strig blaze
It's 227, this shit tatted on my rib cage
The biggest creature, don't mistake me with your favorite rapper
Run with them movers and them shakers, takers and them smackers
Curtis curb to Pickford Ave, we with the riff and raff
I shot two niggas with one bullet, made 'em split the tab
He shoulda listened to his corner and watched for the hook
Choke up a kidney, where I'm from, you better zig-a-zag
I push that button on 'em, chip 'em with a uppercut
Chop 'em, caught 'em with a sucker punch, he couldn't slip the jab
These niggas cops, the only thing they missin' is a badge
We dibble-dabble in narcotics, tryna ditch the tags
Double-A-12, Moross to Mack, makin' 'caine sales
Run with them boys across the track like a train rail
12 got on us, had to toss the strap, took 'em on one
I smoke until my eyes bleed, poppin' pain pills
Stackin' extras off the pros because I know the recipe
You know that bag don't ever close, call that open sesame
I never lack, Quick Draw McGraw, totin', no open registry
When I was packin' up the raw, sellin' blow at Sesame
Where was you at when me and Claude took this shit to new heights?
Duckin' long arm of the law, runnin' from them red and blue lights
We cook the beef when it unthaw, went wrong, don't make it two rights
When you uncut without the floor, you can't be scared to do life
If they book me without a bond, I'll sit my mom's front row
Least I know what I had comin', what I signed up for
Been had my mind made up, I know what came with this shit
Talkin' in cursive, got them feds like, "What language is this?"
Curtis curb to Pickford Ave, we with the riff and raff
I shot two niggas with one bullet, made 'em split the tab
He shoulda listened to his corner and watched for the hook
Choke up a kidney, where I'm from, you better zig-a-zag
I push that button on 'em, chip 'em with a uppercut
Chop 'em, caught 'em with a sucker punch, he couldn't slip the jab
These niggas cops, the only thing they missin' is a badge
We dibble-dabble in narcotics, tryna ditch the tags
