King-TheHitman Cardo - Damn (prod. By Treetime) Lyrics

Young nigga with a master plan
Tryna bust down the rollie
Wrist Peter Pan
Tired of niggas poppin percs and xans
After high school they dont have a plan
Met some niggas in the past
They f*ck up they dreams to wake up to gas
Thats why they coming in last
Work at Mcdonalds or Mowing the grass
Damn

I am the future of rap
No hendrix
Bar creator like I'm making a prison
You reminiscing bout checks that you spent on these bitches
But do not get head like fit it

Strong nigga like gorilla
Im snapping on beats and I don't need a filter
Play your position
No games of the twister
They pop through the screen like a blister on twitter
Damn
I know the girl is jhi bitter
HOP in the sprinter
Frozen carrots in the winter
Hop in the viper. Im balling on niggas
My shot is a sniper
All of my verses they sniper
I'm dressing Rody the Pipper
Strong nigga Scott Sciener
Spitting that fire that's lighter
Damn

I do the race to get to the top
I got them bars like a Tay-K prison
These niggas know they ain't competition
Bet that first bar leave your verse finished
I make a hit no equipment
Niggas ain't really consistent
Diamonds really hurt your vision
Stevie Wonder couldn't listen that's superstition
Damn Damn
That gas go straight to your head
That tree beat your ass like Christmas with Craig
Brand new Machete might rip off your head
My bags come to deceased all my hunnits they dead

You gotta think before action
Get a grip call it traction
Look at my hunnits they ancient
Keep it a hunnit Ben Franklin

Niggas be flexing with money that's credit
Look at my pockets they all come from checking
Remember the day playing basketball
When they snuck a nigga and I didn't fall
Turned around without a sound
F*ck your dead folks you can come see me now

Appreciate what a nigga don't get
I'm working too hard for this shit
My money just goes to the music
I look at my numbers it's kind of confusing. Damn

CARDO GONE!