CayConniver - Rise Lyrics

I woke up, I just caught that n***a leg and got his collars up
Say that you gon' get that young Kanava, you a f*ckin' ho
Smokin' on that shunk, can't feel my face, I'm startin' to sweat
Got that cock inside my neck, better watch your bitch, bitch, I'll f*ck you

I keep a cup because I'm takin' all these sultans
F*ck my momma and them niggas, I keep a dirty pussy
Yeah, drip a mask like Michael Myers, I'll bust him in
Damn, how they shit up under my goose and they diss you up with legs

Murder murder on the street, f*ck JP, that bitch ain't weak
Slide off the set, man, f*ck your bitch, I'll sell some shots out at him
I see your daddy dead, I'ma ride him off that truck, I thank you, shit
You like my daddy, I be switchin' sides, so bitch, you better be ready

I ain't waitin' for niggas, let the f*ck get chopped up by my bitch, bitch
Let go of your son, that bitch really not, I really care, shit
Yeah, get the boss a house, they know how I really play, shit
Yeah, the niggas that hit him mad as f*ck, I had his damn shit

Yo, how's the space, he ask me what's the word
I don't know my lip, bro, I'm tryin' to split that pussy, nigga, on that K
While they walkin' on the ground, that nigga dead, that's what I heard
That shot from my other head, that pussy, bitch, need to go to church

Make some of these bitches mine, they all some hoes
Might tell that ho, get out with me, bitch
Hit your mind, by the end of the day, I bet you made it
One pussy and they play football in my mind, bitch, I get you

Put that bitch on channel six and leave him dead, bitch, put him in a hell
Real great, that's my band, bitch, you know that's who I run with
I say Charlemagne and Devin, I be thankin', could've watched out of the six, shit
I'm walkin' up in slime, barely with the goalie, how about gettin' it

F*ck that nigga, just catch his end, bitch, you can't see a thing
Rollin', rollin', yo, Kanova crazy
I be on acres, shit on acres, different language on my name
I pop your mammy's breast, throw a break

Remind that bitch that yo, Kanova ain't with this shit
Now I find out where he stay, don't say my name
I keep a cover, cause I'm takin' all his salt money
For my mammy and the mics, I keep a dirty pussy, yeah

Keep a man like Michael Myers, I bust some niggas dead
How they shit up on the mic, who sent that diss, you up with it
Oh, it's the rise of young Kanova
YBG don't make me spit these pussy niggas

I'm screamin' Red Rum, that bitch
When I spit that bitch without no feelings, drop your music
I'm gon' get them pussy niggas, my bitches
Hello, hello, hello

I'm gon' get them pussy niggas, my bitches
I'm bangin' red, I won't see blood inside the street
These niggas trip, make fun, let's go
Cause when they drink, I got that bitch right in my vision

Damn, I'm on it with the slime, huh
Damn, I'm on it with the slime, my nigga, let's go
Damn, I'm on it with the slime
Pow, pow, damn, I'm on it with the slime

Cross that line, I bet I blow that f*ckin' line, I'm on my mind
Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime
Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime, my nigga
Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime

Huh, damn, I'm on it with the