Bored in a Hospital, Just Writing. (Spread Love)

Lyrics

Black on black that’s all we drive look alive look alive Baby will you ride or die when we go to war on Friday night I’m from the dirty 5-1-5 5-1-5 You do for yours I do for mine only difference I ain’t scared to die Ayo call 911 we goin live Drop the hammer .45’s Now some rats are gonna die 187 2 69 5-1-5 look alive young Hawk IA Ima do a tuck and dive While I’m smokin out the ride Blowin bullets out the side Paint some X’s on his eyes on my momma ain’t a lie why ain’t i Been recognized it’s cause I move in silence if you loud you won’t survive all these new guys dry snitchin sayin they do homicides that’s why I don’t claim to bang I ain’t bout that life but if you push me far enough I’ll snap that’s real talk when I was 13, I took that walk MWA a child prison most of yall ain’t even heard of so don’t you ever pull that “he ain’t all that hard” card I was there for a reason and it wasn’t for no petty charge so the next time y’all wanna throw some dirt on my name just remember Your career is a flop you are just a stat filler you ain’t make a difference like the Heat in 88 everyone just forgets ya you’re too lame when they mention me they mentioning a legend of game I’m like Pippen Jordan Rodman Johnson Bryant O’Neil Byrd and Stockton load it lock it cock it pop it shits not a game mane this ain’t bop it that watch you bought ima cop it split lips in this bitch pussy poppin leave you like a leaky sink drip drip droppin I’m a Prius with the recall gas depressed and I ain’t stoppin mark my words in 5 years I’ll have the whole globe rockin Catch me in Des Moines but get blown away like Joplin This the city where the music has your head noddin body rockin Hawkeye state birds of a flock n tell them feds if they want me turn around and keep walkin cuz I ain’t fuckin with no ratchet hoes who don’t know how to knock n 515 we look alive west side we on and poppin stay tuned Winter 2025 man the trilogy is droppin I don’t have to tell you twice I know you mother fuckas watchin I’m a fuckin young Hawk bruh I’m from fucking Iowa from the bluffs out to maqouketa from spencer to corydon but my hometown Des Moines yeah it’s been real now I gotta say goodbye and make my self a mil but when I do that I’ll come back make sure all the Hungry stomachs filled any one who questions that y’all get popped like my mommas pills shoutout Iowa Chill catch me with the CornStalkKillas in the cut stackin bills probably high as fuck off cannabis, stay Trill. stay ill.