Fiend Going Out With A Blast Lyrics

Going Out With A Blast Lyrics

[Fiend]
Gotta go, cause if I gotta go
I know I gotta go, but I`m goin out with a blast
(goin out with a what)

Chorus
Goin out with a blast, to tells buck a buck a!
Murder on my mind motherf**ker, so f**k ya x2

I`m on the run with identical guns, murder in the first
Preaching, smilin making money cause my gun, haters disperse
What`s the worst that can happen to capital F-I
I might die but goin to try, see, cause stakes is my right eye
Believe is shooting the automatic collecting recieving all the cabbage
Was my advantage, have you forgot I`m the baddest, baddest
The crowd involve my men, nine milla cheater meter
As my brain tissue, hard pauses and as* eater
Welcome to the edition of bullets splitting and as* kicking
My mission to glisten a for every writtion rendition
What`s my living, is for giving, the fiends sellen tryin to rock it
And my logic the prophet, and if she like it
you get dropped stop it, jock it
As my sad as* asks back for the cash
Tell me, how many players goin out my nigga

Chorus x3

You niggas a bunch of young bucks with young luck so what the f**k
My bit*hes talk glare, and them hoes aint stuck bro
Already cause of me, NOPD on it
Helecopter, so I had to holler at P to get the chopper
Proper, hollered at a popper from that third
A crazy bit*h I`ll B.O., but deep a nigga won`t earn
Word, you ain`t heard, this nigga kinda fed up
Pressure, to my head up, till I pop a dead up
Let up, the whole block smoked out like woodstock
If you good you would not plot and get chopped
Mine from the cocked glock, as it was a hum
From two things I can`t control are my cum and my gun

Chorus x2

Leave his life for me, and I`m a make sure his as* goin suffer
Heard he was a fed, I`m a blow off both of his colors
He`d ???? war of my mother, man, I wish I could duck it
But f**k it, I didn`t know I snorted past my budget
This life, I`m a rush it, dead cope with the bang
Cause ne`er a motherf**ker did a damn thing where I hang

Chorus x4