Isaiah Farmer - Pulp (feat. Dzc) Lyrics

Time to pivot
Gang gang gang
Remove the tides
I aint swimming
Gang gang gang
Limit they loosing they minds
I aint finished
Gang gang gang
Who do you who do you
Who do you who do you
Fall On
Who do you who do you
Who do you who do you
Call

I had another one
Wasnt here for it
My pain aint no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we re her for it
It s hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea

I had another one
Wasnt here for it
My pain aint no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we re her for it
It s hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea

They been shootin
Just been tellin them
Goin home i aint bouta
Be a bloody bath
Thats why im home i aint bouta
Be up in the Casket
Stay onna the phone
They been throwing me
Some breaking bad so
Watch your tone you get
Thrown off
Tell ah nigga if they
Step to me they gon
Be bleeding in the melody
Fear factor compactor
Put your guards up
Nigga come attack us i
Dont think that ll be a
Wise choice a wise guy
Woulda probably fled the scene
Probably go home put his head to
Sleep mad niggas mad yall niggas
Dead to me
I say why why why
Do it seems that way
Aye aye aye why why why
Fled the scene ride away
Nigga lets ride away

I had another one
Wasnt here for it
My pain aint no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we re her for it
It s hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea

I had another one
Wasnt here for it
My pain aint no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we re her for it
It s hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea

Aint tryna be seen in the dirt for minute i duck the rifle and maneuver
Make the right decision sniper precision i f*ckin tightened up my shooters
Tag a nigga like a letterman bih cut the bullshit and put the leather up
I jus be tucked off they want lesser for us i said f*ck the lessons never settled for it
Made a living off of pressin it pressure was comin in i never let it up offa the
Gas im blowin i sped it up its f*ck the race and my competitors
And thats for life and thats on my life nah its on my soul god take the pedaler
The bars out had a relapse i had to come back cuz bitch im a regular
Right now its a movie in the making, right now im a legend and the proof
Load up the clip popped up at ya station and set up the camera to pull up and shoot
Nigga cops get no cooperation i am not the one to tell the truth
How they lock the boys up at the station how they shot em they was yellin truce
Solid as a rock on a whole nother planet boy wont crack til a nigga hit granite
Have some patience for the mental waitin so they can feel it kick in when the damage hit
Bitch i been scramblin looked for models got a mannequin little bitch look who you standin wit
All of you dead weights that i carried embarrassing please save ya peace for the candlelit nigga
Im gone