Ackerman Style (feat. Prbtre)

Invigorated

'Cause I'm hot shit

Didn't needa break creed

To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18

But I got all of the grit

Vision getting hazy

Think the pressure boutta hit

And I'm looking fly

My mind high above the clouds

And my junk in a tight pipeline

Eyelids getting lazy

But the balls working just fine

Homie say I go too hard

When I step over the line

Killin', killin', killin'

Invigorated

'Cause I'm hot shit

Didn't needa break creed

To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18

But I got all of the grit

Vision getting hazy

Think the pressure boutta hit

No (no)

Trace (trace)

Hostile

Third eye orseille (awaken)

Fade

Ackerman style

Born to

Kill (I am)

Made (made)

Hostile

Third eye Orseille (awaken)

Fade

Ackerman style

Undefeated

Invigorated, I'm a legend with the flow

Sitting in my whip you know I'm ready for the go

They was talkin' on my name but now be watching when I grow

If your shawty loyal, why she hitting up my phone?

Big boss status yeah I'm signing all the deals

My brothers got my back and they gon' always keep it real

I'm running on the track and you was always at my heel

Why you talkin' big just come and show it on the field

Coming with the sauce

One handed randy moss (let's do it)

Yeah I'm 'bout the money I ain't never take a loss (loss)

Never heard about me I be coming from the dark

My city got the fire 'cause I hit it with the spark

Prb got the whole city on a lock (lock)

Prb got the crowd litty when I talk (Prb)

Mvp running with sum youngins like the hawks

Legend in the making I ain't ever gonna stop

I'm waiting

To get on the field for all the adrenaline

I know what to and how to do it when I want to win

I annihilate the beast in honor of my regimen

Darkish hair just like a saiyan just to keep it elegant

Goddamn

Got the skills that make em jealous high class

'Cause you always see me going harder, tarmac

I'm obsessed with the faces yall give me when I bounce back

My ambition insane, if I die I come back

Quiet with a cold stare

With my guard up everywhere

My body feels like a flare

When I'm piercing through the air

I abuse

The rules

When I play fair

I don't let

Emotions interfere when in despair

Prb got the whole city on a lock

Invigorated

'Cause I'm hot shit

Didn't needa break creed

To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18

But I got all of the grit

Vision getting hazy

Think the pressure boutta hit

No (no)

Trace (trace)

Hostile

Third eye orseille (awaken)

Fade

Ackerman style

Born to

Kill (I'm spitting like it's art)

Made (I'm spitting like it's art)

Hostile (feeling presidential I'ma pull up with the guard)

Third eye Orseille (yeah I got them hands)

Fade (yeah I got them hands)

Ackerman style (got 'em in a trance)

Undefeated