3:14 ft. Reddy Rell Lyrics

Breathe,

A real nigga do it with ease

I'm sorta Tarzan with the trees,

Got hitters riding we ain't clean

Era of money niggas fiends, couple Stocky niggas baby keem

40 got a stocky with a beam, Wu-Tang shit I'm bout the cream

Feel it, hold my weight, I ain't talking No fitness

Did em bad, he gon' need assistance, Niggas trying me get stabbed, no Resistance

Me and God been clashing, no Forgiveness

Never change up, mind became one, Hottest in the city till my day come

Tell him take one, steady overlooked Like I'm Jake One

Move like I'm Nemesis, move with The Genesis

Everybody headshot, left off the Premises

You heard what they do to packs, I Know who the shippers is

You heard what they do to rats, Same thing for the witnesses

Yeah it's game time, yeah I bet you Feel it

Don't end up a poster to my clip Finna show you bout hang time

It's up for my fam when I aim mine, You niggas ain't fucking with me

I burn the track third degree Santoro the Don

And I don't play about my green, Ain't finna battle rap with me, this Ain't 8 Mile

Run it up, finna get it till the sun is Up

You ain't a champ cause you a Runner up

Only one militia finna fill that Position

Unless you wanna try, if you dumb Enough

My reign is coming, hear the Thunder bust

Head on a swivel, don't know who to Trust

My vibe is vicious, vision Troublesome

Ain't for none of that, yeah I'm Jigga's son

Runnin' these streets, no air time

I fucked it up like a hundred times

I ran it up like a hundred times

With the money all blue like Clear Skies

It's game time, no fearin' now

Playin' one-on-one, I'ma stare him Down

I'ma bang on him like Baron Davis And a pair of one-on-one Baron 9's

Sittin' in them cars, don't get caught Like Nooski

If he survive the headshot, then he Gon' talk like Wooski

Designer bitch with attitude , but She talk nice to me

Can't tell if she Asian or Spanish, that's off-white coochie

Niggas get in them group chats, Start to talk so loosely

I never been a fan of Disney, so I Don't like goofies

I been around, put it down, now my Feet in the sand

It's ironic, my eyes slantin' on the Beach in Japan

There's money moves to be made, Then I'm makin' them certainly

We all walk on thin ice, but you Breakin' it purposely

Gotta watch for those, watchin your Pockets, keep a rocket close

And make sure when you spot him, You slam him down like they Dominoes