GP - Revenge, Pt. III Lyrics

Don't f*ck with me
Don't you feel my vibes little nigga
Don't f*ck with me
Cause if you kill my high
Paint the picture
I'm a renegade on the run but also a mercenary need a job on God I never miss
Not a shot
Changing the plot of my prophecy duh
I'm taking off on my artistry flourish
Nobody touch me I'm focused
Nodding off signals I'm floating in to the top of mars
Somebody tell em to stop the boy
Stop it pause praise the lord
You capping I bring the sword
Mop the floors of all of your sucky tours
I'm a tourist wait I mean terrorist
Back on embezzlement's
Have a sip
Thoughts attack now I'm having a heart attack from
Causing havoc no passion in rapping you fashion I'm savage
I'm black and I'm mad when you black and you had it

Don't f*ck with me
Don't you feel my vibes little nigga
Don't f*ck with me
Cause if you kill my high I might kill ya

Nobody taught me life that was hard until life was hard
Back and forth am I right or wrong
Wrong or right
How come money don't come overnight
I'm in needing shit is overpriced or I'm underpaid grab the hombres time to rendezvous Inside they gated place
I'm a rocket boated right up in ya face
With the razor blades do you feel it pain taken help away and sent the weaponry
To get the blessed revenge
Back again but I never left Is day by day or is step by step
Either way I think I leveled up
Respirators for the chosen one
Mask off
Blast off
Last thoughts
I think I'm underrated
Last call
Mask off
Blast off
It's time for celebration
Light it up
Fired up
Tired of
Living a lie
Open ya eyes
Think you the king till you standing with me know the proof never lies
Don't f*ck with me
Word to the wise
Take a seat join the ride
Had to fall for the rise
Lights off do or die
Bright spot should arise
Timing impeccable
If these niggas rhyming acceptable
Off of my lines just might need me a Grammy too
A Grammy too
Don't f*ck with me
Don't you feel my vibes little nigga
Don't f*ck with me
Cause if you kill my high I might kill ya