Stratus Fear

Lyrics

Arise
 X-Raided
 To a new beginning
 New life
 Hey hey! Come disrespectful and get a melee
 Feelin regretful a nigga may say
 That the N9na wit the X go a bit of Ye cray
 If they don't give up they pay
 We not here ta play play
 Grave digga spray prey
 Made em really hit the aye bay bay
 In a grave they lay
 Game of death got a paid vacay (chyeah!)
 Wake up wake up!
 Stop the fake fucks (chyeah!)
 Like a sex doll heck naw
 Eat a beat like a vet
 When it's Tech in the mess hall (chyeah!)
 I'mma bless (chyeah!) yaw
 But you niggas don't want me that tall fuck it let's crawl
 Then I'll come up and run up the checks dog
 Then I'm fresh all at the met Ball
 In a bulletproof vest and by best drawz (chyeah!)
 Beat the beat up like I do the pudding
 Stratus cloud is what is to the footing
 Niggas swinging at the air like Cuba Gooding
 But (chyeah!) ya arms are too short ta box wit G
 So you don't wanna be a opp ta me
 Cleverly I spit muthafuckas can't even see my shit
 Even in a colonoscopy so
 Don't give me no (FAKE!)
 Don't give me no (FALSE!)
 Don't give me no (FRAUD!) nah!
 Don't give me no (HATE!)
 Don't give me no (HISS!)
 Don't give me no (HYPE!) blah!
 Don't give me no phonk
 No deceiving or one of us leaving this evening
 Don't give me no (SIMP!)
 Don't give me no (SOFT!)
 Don't give me no (SHIT!) nah
 They fear the ascension of the lyricist
 So when we go up
 They stay down nigga
 A lot of us
 Never wanna see a nigga shooting up beyond the clouds
 They cannot adjust
 So they begin all the scheming to hit the foul way
 And clog us up
 Try to really hold back everything my mouth say
 I gotta buss
 Nigga never had no stratus fear about me
 Who the fuck let these niggas on the scene
 Nightmares no dreams they scream
 They extremely scheme, we reign supreme
 Ain't big as they seem, I've seen they streams
 He wanna wear the crown, but he ain't no king
 They ain't in his genes, 'cause he ain't no g
 Low wealth, it's lean, low self-esteem
 Octagon or the ring, bet it ain't no thing
 Wake up, wake up, time to make bucks
 So generous, fuck fake snakes, so slitherous
 Various venomous vipers befriended us
 Tried to show love but the hate was continuous
 The whole relationship was very tenuous
 Tried to lift 'em up, but it was strenuous
 They kept offending us
 And now they hate X
 I'm an original nigga, their apex
 They're unoriginal niggas, they ape X
 Willing to spray TEC's at those who hate Tech
 High-tech like a Tesla
 My nine atcha neck for my paycheck
 I haven't ate yet
 So hungry I'm outta here leaving the troposphere
 Don't feel a drop of fear, just call me SpaceX
 A lot of us
 Never wanna see a nigga shooting up beyond the clouds
 They cannot adjust
 So they begin all the scheming to hit the foul way
 And clog us up
 Try to really hold back everything my mouth say
 I gotta buss
 Nigga never had no stratus fear about me
 Can't touch this like Hammer but I did not stammer
 Watch your grammar please
 Don't gimmie no stress, don't gimmie no cess
 Don't gimmie no bammer weed
 Don't give me no (FAKE!)
 Don't give me no (FALSE!)
 Don't give me no (FRAUD!) nah!
 Don't give me no (HATE!)
 Don't give me no (HISS!)
 Don't give me no (HYPE!) blah!
 Don't give me no phonk
 No deceiving or one of us leaving this evening
 Don't give me no (SIMP!)
 Don't give me no (SOFT!)
 Don't give me no (SHIT!) nah
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:38
Key
2
Tempo
150 BPM

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