Quicksand

K-A-Z-A-N, Im from ATL
It's real shit when yo check gone real quick
That shit make my niggas in the street go and steal shit
How tf y'all go in houses, mom and kids and don't feel shit?
Like Dawg can you chill, so forreal we need a killswitch
We can cut the bullshit out
Get out, execute a plan
Cuz what you really tryna get out holn that gun Inside yo hand
Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band
Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand
Just think and understand, this world is way too grand
Doors I'll open if you focus you gone have to expand
Your horizons, stop the violence, it decrease if you a man,
Plus the world is full of little angels, it's a Dixieland
When you holding smiths and glocks, etc
think beforehand
cuz In 1,2,3 seconds
you could hit a forehead
And leave somebody without they mother, living in a motherland
Ion think you understand
That yo metal brings madness
Sadness and tears all night
People wondering why they gone
It won't neva feel right
Without that person that you love but yeen told because a flight
When they body's lovely soul floated high
So all night you cry, it's heavy on yo mind screaming why? why? why?
I know you felt inside you wanna die too
No lie
just hold on to the times, you can't let em fly by
All cuz one person got greedy
Didn't wanna get a job because manager had em heated
Got caught up wit the law, didn't have a lawyer he couldn't beat it,
His story no one reads so he'll make em all believe em
He go get a gun extended clip because he feigning
To take somebody shit, he'll take they life, if needed
But when you down so low that's all he know
It ain't easy.
To turn around and grow because he know the streets bleeding
And like a shark he go, he smelling blood
He needs it
It's real shit when yo check gone real quick
That shit make my niggas in the street go and steal shit
How tf y'all go in houses, mom and kids and don't feel shit?
Like Dawg can you chill, so forreal we need a killswitch
We can cut the bullshit out
Get out, execute a plan
Cuz what you really tryna get out holn that gun inside yo hand
Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band
Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand
Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band
Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand
Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band
Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand, uhhh