KMA (SMD)

[Verse 1]

Come on, and look into the eyes of a devil
A rebel who’s ready to kill it on every level
The bezel on the Lyke Watch interchanges
Just like my mood from good nigga to dangerous
Voldemort, keep ‘em raving like Baltimore
Came here to hog shit like a Boar
And live it up, while the women giving it up
Now I’m off of probation I no longer piss in a cup
I be chilling but the villain is ready to lock horns
Pull out, cock it, aim and lock on
Bang, that’s flames straight to your brains
Watch your remains go down a drain
Pain, what I’m feeling all thru the week
Everything I try to do it be hard to complеte
Because this housе is chaotic my body is robotic
Helping everybody and receiving no profit, damn

[Hook]

You really don’t know what I go thru just to make this
You really don’t know every album I just hate this
Every time I have a creative thought they break it
Because they do not believe that Gary’s gonna make it
Kiss my ass, suck my dick
Kiss my ass, suck my dick
Kiss my ass, suck my dick
Kiss my ass, suck my dick bitch

[Verse 2]

Everything I be doing I do it the most
That’s why my music is the best and it ain’t even close
I don’t know when I’ll ever make it out if I ever will
I just need a bigger fan base not a record deal
Wrecking my brain trying to figure it out
I’m making the flames so I’m putting it out
Because unlike you niggas I’m actually talented
Competing with myself is the only way it’s challenging
Home of the New Balances and the Goadomes
Got more birds than that lady off of Home Alone
Lord V-O, realer than Ms. Cleo
You faker than that shirt Denise sewed for Theo
But me though, I am not like you
I produce all my own shit that I write to
Even though it’s hard trying to do it where I live
Somehow I still mange to do it every year, yeah

[Hook]

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