Heavy -NTR (prodiTy)

Verse:
Guns with a destination
Tools for the restoration
Fools that’ll test ya patience
Set for tha confrontation
No clocks for the waitin
Just money an bitches
Its like an all out war tryna stop these snitches
I just see em as glitches, I’m the anti virus
I snap ya neck quicker than a human being size of pliers
I’m sick of these wires, they’re making lose it
Got me speaking Morris code when I sing to music
Trust none, you slip up, you dead done
Shoot it out with me and you end up like Gran Torino son
This is my glory run
Strapped but not heavy
Im coming up you better dig deep like fuckin Chevy
Don’t care if you’re ready
Pray that Jesus grasp you
Running through ya bucket list cause Im about to blast you
Ain’t nobody rap you
Just holding you steady
Tell me nigga what it’s like when ya body turns heavy

Heavy -NTR (prodiTy)