CRUSADE

Won't see me creepin' up, he finna feel a knife up in his gut
I don't keep it tucked
I see him out in public then it's up, and it's stuck there
The way I did the boy, that shit was unfair
Crashin' castles, more like tabernacles, just don't compare
And I ain't want to, but he kept pressin' his luck
Ayahuasca in my body, got DMT in my blunt
Diggin' ditches for these ignorant bitches, bury 'em in dust
I'm a problem in this industry, I'm kickin' out the runts
You a small fry, you just a small guy, gon' head get hogtied
All eyes on me, that's the reason I got mob ties
Twisted bitches in my DMs, yes youngin, they all fine
Ounce of blow up on the plate, I ain't sharin', it's all mine
Creepin' up, he finna feel a knife up in his gut
I don't keep it tucked
I see him out in public then it's up, and it's stuck there
The way I did the boy, that shit was unfair
Crashin' castles, more like tabernacles, just don't compare
Ass hat, I ain't gon' blast back, I'm shootin' first
If it come to it, I ain't gon' hold back
I'll do the worst I can possibly do to you and yo posse get boogaloo'd
Got a witch with me, play the wrong card and you get cursed
Hear that burst "Blow"
Holdin' back them tears, I know it hurts "Ow"
Sayin' I ain't with it, me and gang up on yo turf now
Don't be hidin', put them dogs on you, you get searched out
She say she lesbian but The Raven got her turned out
Flack jacket with the drake up under it, a tight fit
"Nice kicks" Knock him out them bitches when this pipe spit
Icicle into his eye for all that gripin'
Love the way it feel when it get messy, can't describe it