Enterupted - Lurkin Lyrics

I'm low-key lurkin', creepin' through the cuts,
See an opp act slick? Boy, he pushin' his luck.
Strap on my hip, keep it right by the gut,
Catch a fool slippin', now he outta luck.

Big bread on me, pockets sittin' fat,
Talk out ya neck? You ain't gettin' that back.
Hundreds in the stash, I be stackin' on sight,
Ten toes down, movin' silent at night.

Whip sittin' clean, wet paint, no scratch,
Came from the mud, now I'm chasin' that bag.
Ghost in the city, I don't make a sound,
All gas, no brakes-ain't no slowin' me down.

I'm lurkin', I'm slidin', no talkin', just movin',
Ain't trustin' no soul, every step improvin'.
Bread on deck, gotta stay in rotation,
They act real hard till they face that situation.


Top dog status, yeah, I run what I claim,
Make one call, and the goons take aim.
Real with the squad, never switch on my gang,
Ice on my wrist, make a hater feel shame.

Heat in the whip, tucked low by my feet,
Move too fast, catch smoke from the street.
Bag after bag, I be flippin' with ease,
Fake ones fold, fall quick to they knees.

Circle stay tight, we don't rock with no rats,
Plot run deep, every move intact.
On my grind daily, no time for the slack,
Talk slick once, then it's hard to come back.



I'm lurkin', I'm slidin', no talkin', just movin',
Ain't trustin' no soul, every step improvin'.
Bread on deck, gotta stay in rotation,
They act real hard till they face that situation.


I'm low-key but heavy, sharp like a knife,
Came from the dirt, I been riskin' my life.
Flipped every dollar, now I'm stackin' it tall,
One false move, and we settin' it off.