Dead Set

I'm counting my dead prez
Mind is on dead set
Miuns the stress
I probably hit the ball out of the fence
I'm counting my dead prez
Mind is on dead set
Miuns the stress
I probably hit the ball out of the fence

This ain't no fair fight
Fuck if you verified
My glow on very bright
A couple thangs clarified
My house is a paradise
Buddy I cut like a samurai
Funny this dope like a satellite
Money is dirty no sanitizer
Jump in her throat and I paralyze her
They can no trip on me
Flipin the scriptn I stay lowkey
Off of the plane to a bigger ship
Off of the brain ima little sick
All for the fame and and a couple gigs
I get Connected & bundle bags
I aint the the type that will double back
We used to work with that bubble wrap

I'm counting my dead prez
Mind is on dead set
Miuns the stress
I probably hit the ball out of the fence. I hit the ball out the fence
I'm counting my dead prez
Mind is on dead set
Miuns the stress
I probably hit the ball out of the fence

I walk in my town so casual
Like I done left me some casualties
I need that money that maximum
I'm sitting tall on a stack a dough
My homies be getting so tactical
And I sware all these rappers get mad at me
Cause all of these speakers be rattlin
Like I just had the audacity
Roll up a blunt to capacity fade
I beat the bug out a beast
She tryna blow me a keess
Lately my flow like a poltergeist
Crazy I know it's so percice
She tryna milk me like oberwise
I get the filthy you know the vibe
Got the fam and you know the tribe
Hitting the switch on my only try

I'm counting my dead prez
Mind is on dead set
Miuns the stress
I probably hit the ball out of the fence