All season
All season
I'm gon' ball out
I'll ball out
All season
All season
I don't need a reason for it
All season
I don't need a reason
Oh you switching up?
That is treason
F*ck the judge
F*ck the jury
Never see me pleading for it
F*ck the fame
F*ck the money
Never see me bleeding for it
I'm so high
You can't touch me
Never need to hear me for it
I'm going off the grid
I'm going off the grid
Goin' covert
Goin' covert
I'm going missing
You need a map
I'm so deep undercover
Might as well mark me off
I'm going black ops with this shit
Yeah I got a 'flip-flop' mag on the AR
But you know I will never switch
I had to go flip-flop
To the two top
To the two time with the mix
And yeah the old 'KILO'
That you knew back then
I had to kill him
Movin' different
I only got two paths
And I'm damn sure never ending up in a prison
And now that I think about it
I had three paths
And the other path left me dead
That's why I'm going so hard
Trying to make it work
I think I'm losing my head
Don't care if I lose it all
Or myself in progress
I'm still going on ten
I'm gonna go down a legend
Some shit you never forget
All season
All season
I'm gon' ball out
I'll ball out
All season
All season
I don't need a reason for it
All season
I don't need a reason
Oh you switching up?
That is treason
F*ck the judge
F*ck the jury
Never see me pleading for it
F*ck the fame
F*ck the money
Never see me bleeding for it
I'm so high
You can't touch me
Never need to hear me for it
This ain't gonna be a one time thing
This shit lasts forever
All you gonna remember my name
Respecting every letter
Everybody gonna be reppin' my brand
'KC' is my tether
Tune in that '1.0'
KILO is the weather
I need a little bit of heaven
Won't you touch my soul?
And I need a little bit faith
Won't you let me know?
Let me know
I need a little bit of heaven
Won't you touch my soul?
And I need a little bit faith
Won't you let me know?
Let me know
All season
All season
I'm gon' ball out
I'll ball out
All season
All season
I don't need a reason for it
All season
I don't need a reason
Oh you switching up?
That is treason
F*ck the judge
F*ck the jury
Never see me pleading for it
F*ck the fame
F*ck the money
Never see me bleeding for it
I'm so high
You can't touch me
Never need to hear me for it