NEWSFLASH

hold up

news flash

I been back

wanna try me

ima crash out

get an air bag

I’m on a roll like the GPA

good

say they wanna fight me? bitch I wish a mothafucka would

they be saying that I couldn’t but

I showed em that I could

you don’t even know about the business that I have stood on

you don’t even know all the people that I have put on

had to go and show em the ropes

supply the boats

we got it now

we all in the zone

you in your phone

you actin like a lil ass bitch

you not grown

someone better go

and let em know

I’m coming for the throne

it makes sense

I’m fuckin rich

I swear that money make her moan

If he want the smoke

then we go aim it right at his dome

coming from a dark place

where the wild things roam

this is real fuckin life

this is more than just a song

I was feeling so depleted

defeated by all my demons

but I kept my faith in Jesus

I made it and got strong

if you ever see me down

just know

it won’t last long

cause at the end of everything

even all kings have an off day

they biting me, hit em with the off spray

got a bad bitch

and I got her down on all 4s

feeling like I’m Eminem

they hit me with he encore

I been making raps

way back before a sophomore

they ain’t seen me coming

like I snuck through the back door

everybody asking me like

Von what you rap for?

started as a passion

I loved it and then I got bored

then it came back

now im ready to start a fuckin war

blood and gore

tell the fuckin ops that we keeping score

god!

hold up

news flash

I been back

wanna try me

ima crash out

get an air bag

he thought I wouldn’t find em

but I hit em with the air tag

everywhere I go I leave a mark

see the toe drag

bitch I’m on

so gone

I am Casey Von

they tried to paint the picture

but that shit was overdrawn

I can see the snakes in the grass

when I mow the lawn

moving different lately

that’s the type of vibe that I be on

real ones by my side

everyone else fuck em

gotta whole lotta shots now let’s see if they duck em

and I ball so hard like I been getting buckets

the bitch want me to fall in love but I can’t trust it

watch me go ghost

like a phantom in the opera house

I seen the road that I was going down

and took a different route

it took a minute felt like I was stuck inside

a roundabout

I used to wipe the tables but look how they went and turned around

I just hope I’m living life right to make my momma proud

only 27, feelin great right now

(way too Turnt in the booth my God)

I’m that young mothafucka treat the world like my playground

I don’t give a fuck what they say now

bitch I’m a cash cow

count the blue strips at the trap house

Loaded AR-15

never back down

take a fuckin baddie

to the bed and blow her back out

fuck the police gotta glock for the pat down

when I touchdown got me feeling like pat now

rolling up a pack

doing shows and they packed out

let em all sleep

ima kill em when they pass out

I don’t ever chill

I don’t ever watch Netflix

all I do is stay locked in

gotta wreck shit

got some fuckin demons

and they creepin in my soul

and they started off slow

now they got full control

and I live in the dark

where the wild things Roam

got a 40 cock back

let it blow at your dome

and I split hair triggers like a mothafuckin comb

and I wanna see heaven on earth

but I look around man I be feeling like hell is my home

I don’t want love

just leave me alone

(Leave me alone)

I say it fuck it

up the score

never been afraid to die

I got day ones

never changed up

ten toes how we ride

(Ugh) try to play it cool

but test us hit em with that fire (gunshot)

I got pain

I got rage

you can see it in my eyes

(Hold up)

News flash

I been back

animalistic

yeah bitch I’m going ballistic

I got these rappers all dissolving

cause the bars are acidic

I’ll run over in my civic

I ain’t civil

I’m twisted

put em in the unsolved binder like they never existed

there’s a killer on the run and I’m the one who’s depicted

been a mothafuckin

dangerous killa on the run

say you want the shots then fuck it

you know we pouring up

yeah bitch I’m my bag

take the beat

and I beat it up

they say we living in a cold world

I came to heat it up

bitch I eat these fuckin rappers

your favorite became my lunch

I don’t give a fuck about em

I just kill em watch em die

you go broke

spending money these bitches

but I rise

not surprised

you a lame fuckin goofy

so why you try?

get the fuck up out my lane

fore I hit yo ass with this fire

I ain’t playing with these bitches

I swear that I had enough

so I fuck em then I ghost em

my response is “that shit tough”

think I’m playin come and see about it

bitch go call my bluff

I could never settle down with these

bitches I’m never cuffed

got the world up in my hands

so the opps they all sitting ducks

bullets hit em in his stomach he tweakin and throwing up