Reap What You Show (feat. Tenngage)

Yeah, you know the biz

It's that junkyard dawg

From round the bend

I'm ready to bang on this junt

They can't escape from the real

So tenngage hit that pause

Gon' tell these lames just how it is mane

Y’all bustas ain't shit

I recommend you check ya method

When ya buckin with me

A ruthless cracka with a temper from the Tennessee

I'm bout my hog slangin breakfast

On the side for the cheap

So come and cop yo ass a double piece

Droppin suckas off like John wick

The aim is true

Don't try to cross ya fingers

Trigger itchin genes flow in my veins

I'll send your soul to Jesus

Stupid hoe that talk is cheap

But best believe it

We can rumble if you wanna

Which arena?

Come face the freeza

Nighty night

I guess that's all she wrote

Them devilish verses got ya yearnin for more

So I'lI do my thang

But run up on my spot it's a murder case

On the stand I’ll plead the fifth

I'm takin this plot to the fuckin grave

This ones for all ya bitches the hoes

These internet gangstas

Off in the cut witchya golds

I'm on the stang, yeah

And as I emerge I’mma need that crown

Bow down

I payed my dues

Inside the village of the underground

Trick, what ya lookin at

I ain't ya mirror

But I'm quick to serve a pimp slap

Yeah I thought you knew the deal

Don't tussle with the mack

Unless you wanna rest in piss

You can run and grab ya guns

But you can’t hide from ya demons

Wonder the weeds

Become a victim of this evil game

Fuck peace

You gotta reap what you sow

'Cause in this life there ain't no redos

Buddy ya betta watch ya tone

What's the problem City boy

What ya lookin at

I ain't ya mirror

But I'm quick to peel ya cap back

Ain't nothin wrong with breakin bread

It's only when you come for mine

I'm stalkin till ya dead

Punk, this one's for all ya bitches and hoes

These internet gangstas

Off in the cut witchya golds

I'm on the stang

Yeah

And as I emerge I'ma need that crown

Bow down

I payed my dues

Inside the village the underground