Rugged

[Intro] Yea, I'm done making those sad songs I'm done feeling sorry for myself Bout time I dropped some rugged shit Let's get it R.E.A.L. Music [Verse] Killing average Joe's like my main team Cobra Guillotine flows knock ya head off ya shoulders Uh We pack heat like a dutch oven kid With a steeze that take yo bitch have you tighter than dutch oven lids Uh This a concrete jungle My guerrilla's go ape shit Equipped with banana clips and barrels you couldn't jump without getting hit Claim you committed to the game? Homie You just the side chick Say it’s got love for you But you’re never mentioned out in public My green came from brand sales Your green came from Publix Step to the team Take a chance Let the dice roll Have ya pigment changed Like your nickname was Michael Benz the color Boyz II Men Filled will Kelly Clarkson colored women Guess an Oreo is what I’ll arrive in Till I’m back home in a shawty that I've arrived in Hold up man This kid is diabolical Each and every day make daily fortunes like a horoscope Motion picture lifestyle viewed through a horror scope Scary living with poisonous thoughts without an antidote Got bars like a mobile phone Contacts present the wrong math Ill have a contract have em ended like a drop call Got more prices on my head than hair follicles These artist gassed up Carbonated Throw a Mentos and what their egos explode And you should already know Its Kold