Shells Video (MV)

I walk into my zone and let the beat knock
Load up a couple of thangs and make the heat cock
I'm blown away I lay under the sheet rock
Shells all over the ground its not a beach stop
Slave a whole lot progress very little
But save every nickel
Repel every fickle
Ride no wave or ripples
Click clack killing em simple
Take off, f*ck the vigil
No smiles jokes or riddles
Far from a zero but a smooth operator
Push a couple buttons and connect you to something
Service with the bars you know just who you are
Never claimed king but left a couple scars
Came up in an era where they screamed Double R
My Styles many so Kiss my ass plenty
Squeeze until empty I am who sent me
Recognized out East but shoutout to Tempe
Challenge myself to be great, oh don't tempt me
I'm flying higher than seagulls or the rent be
Shotties aimed up from the ground they ain't friendly
Drop more shit on their heads they can't end me
Holy land got me feeling smooth samples
I can point to six things for which I'm thankful
One less and that's still blessings by the handful
Attitude on can-do they can't hold a candle
I walk into my zone and let the beat knock
Load up a couple of thangs and make the heat cock
I'm blown away I lay under the sheet rock
Shells all over the ground its not a beach stop
Bang with the ting 'til you bang out your brains
And it bangs in a Ford same it bangs in a Range
Demolish the stage bro ya ass could be great
F*ck the world with the mic
Ain't you ask for this date nigga?
Get paid to hoop for chips that ain't blue
A crossover now may hurt more than an ankle
Thats not to say I don't got it by the bankfull
But music costs a grip the shit requires ample
Green I can use to further water the seeds
Sewn by making a living while overseas
Haha you thought it was finna be a breeze?
One project ain't much to project
The family's interest I got to protect
It won't be right if there ain't nothing left
Potential is there but no one really cares
Aight just three more bars I'm on a tear
Let it go
Do it fast
No remorse
Let it blast
Load em up
Clap again
Standing O's
For these hoes
Annihilate
Deliver blows
Blood on their
Designer clothes
Cop a vest
Print a skull
On the chest
Get the tech
I walk into my zone and let the beat knock
Load up a couple of thangs and make the heat cock
I'm blown away I lay under the sheet rock
Shells all over the ground it's not a beach stop
I walk into my zone and let the beat knock
Load up a couple of thangs and make the heat cock
I'm blown away I lay under the sheet rock
Shells all over the ground it's not a beach stop
Pressure can cause one to have doubts
About where they stand in society
Caught between what's considered normal and what's natural
A sort of splitting of the personalities can occur
Where one can consider themselves two different people
When others class an individual as to say put them in a box
It's normal for that individual to lash out and show homicidal behavior. You know, shells Pew pew pew. Pow pow. Bang bang
How Sosa say it? Uh uhh thats the shit I don't like
Bang Bang!