Emotionless

[Hook] As I stay on my grind, gotta feed my family and my niggas Ain't no if ands with me and my triggers And these lead shots won't understand Whatever your situation that there's your mess to fix Re-Up won't go for it Guns ring sing like vocalist, emotionless [Verse 1] I guess I caught a brick according to sound scan The critical acclaim was that of the proud man Prepare for the worst, that blood's on Jive's hands See when the Fury dropped so did 80,000 grams Add that to my 80 thousand fans Snow, blizzard blindin, it wasn't the climate All-Star Vegas them bitches thought I went diamond Standing on a chair, the go-getters stared Dope boys going crazy throwin' money in the air Where it lands it falls live life without a care One tilt of the scale and that money's back here It's been a lot of talk within this last year But it ain't enough armor for niggas to clash here I see you niggas pussy I'm calling you pap smear Who supply the ghetto, who fire metal Shaking them boots look in the eyes of the devil... Emotionless [Verse 2] ? kingdom of heaven I sittin' in I said enough to top five writers in the game My name's penciled in ELITE, you can't test my pen I'll be extensive then Tap dance all over these instruments with penmanship Black card membership summer time red toy black horse insignia Sittin low, doors to the sky that's my winner shit Fall give em war but the Merci rise low and Stan Smith that's my tennis shit Bracelets no blemishes Fly nigga dope dealer swag You can't stand the rain call diminishes Fly shit you thought that you talk I give 'em sentences Them Wraith that you think that you started I give 'em finishes The grand finale, you can do the tally Pigeons on the car out in Cali, the Audi A8 four rings call it John Salley Re-Up Gang album comin' finally [Hook] [Verse 3] He couldn't see the sky though it was so clear Til his eyes ran dry of the tears And then still it's too real for a nigga not to fear So he's stuck in the stands catching chills, His men ill They feel they could've stopped the shit A bitch nigga on some proctor shit His man was, at least to me He never did nothing to eat Watch another nigga feast then act like he do a piece Broke em off proper He got hit and died, want the facts, find the doctor Coroners whoever we drawn 'em in and warn we Whoever try to stop these the vehicles jewels Private pools, schools watching my kids snooze Repeatin' to myself, losing unoptional Gots to hold my grip, so I goes through this So who I love don't go through shit At this point I'm emotionless [Verse 4] The older I get the colder my heart grow I'm surprised I could smile with such sorrow And inside I keep it bottled I'm numb to this shit like my pilot is on auto My only alternative the pyro Is this rap shit and that it's self's a side show Truth be told, I've been feeling different lately Like fuck money, and the dollar is the devil's baby I'm empty inside like hollowman I'm here but I'm not like a hologram Barry said P is selfish as hell I was like stay in place homie watch yourself Now this man could place my life upon a shelf And as for P he is yet to wish me well So there it is I pick my bone Toast to CEO Mal, I sip alone [Hook]