Texty:
Young The Giant I Got

don't read that well, yeah I got buried No it won't be long before I rise in. I got oh buried Oh no Cause I know I got you

don't read that well, yeah I got buried No it won't be long before I rise in. I got oh buried Oh no Cause I know I got you

soldier stands tall Tell me what have you left me What have I got Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot My homeboy got jacked, my mother

on) I'm on one (Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I said I'm on one [Drake] I'm getting so cold I aint work this hard since I was 18 Apologise if I say

, I start laughin' when I spit in your face See I know how I feel, I should be shut at dawn But I?m a true MC, I keep rockin' on I won?t say I?m best,

I got something for your ass Keep thinking I'm pussy I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cry To young to understand, the consequences of man Living a lie, I gotta get that money I

and point it right between your eye But I got my shit together, I never flip with the weather And I always think clever I think positive and legit I

the rebel. In the cage with the lions, engage with the giants, starts september, Red october preps the cobra. I coil the sun, snake oil I drum, stick grease up my grill y'all I

from down state got shipped up north Stocky young fella, running his lips on how he set it off Then heard that shit, plus got that kite Money got murdered