Go ask my brother about TFS
It is more than a gang, it's what pumps in my chest
We going to stick through your mesh when you movig suspect
When you talk about us you going to talk 'bout the best
Just so you know, we don't tolerate threats, we don't take disrespects
So you better be careful 'fore you end up dead I can work as an architect
How I turn all of these heartbeats to flats
I saw my lil brother pale in his casket
I'm not going to lie this shit left me abandoned
But I woke up and I chose to come back
So when I rap it's another in the basket
You better watch how you step to me
Or I'm going to show you a different side of me
When I'm on demon time it is no stopping me
Your family will have to pay a finder's fee
I don't show fake love like everyone else
I'm going to by when my shit sells it will sell
Otherwise I can go back to my past
When one of my brothers were stuck in a cell
I saw the fake ones sending condolences
But I saw laughter in all of their writings
Only thing I'll ever tell is timing
From me there is no running back no hiding
Yeah
Shit gets dark 'fore it gets sweet
Put your face on a flatscreen
Better think twice 'fore you at me
From me there is no running back no hiding
My brother Thor got a hammer with lighting
Babygirl just sucked me off like Dyson
I'm with the knife and I hit like Tyson
When I hit the scene, you know it's abiding
You get me? I don't eat pork nor red meat
None of my dawgs named Leslie
But they will put your face on flatscreens
Better think twice 'fore you at me
No problem to turn your face red like acne
Europe make beautiful cities get nasty
Lay down your body tied up in the backseat
You get me? I'll put your name in a spreadsheet
Shit gets dark 'fore it gets sweet
Shit gets dark 'fore it gets sweet
Yeah
Shit gets dark 'fore it gets sweet
Put your face on a flatscreen
Better think twice 'fore you at me
Yeah
Shit gets dark 'fore it gets sweet
Put your face on a flatscreen
Better think twice 'fore you at me