Want me dead

(Intro)  
Yeah, they want me dead, but I’m too alive,  
Movin’ through the shadows where the real ones thrive,  
Haters talk that talk, but I stay on my grind,  
This drill beat hittin’ hard, blowin’ up your mind.  

(Hook)  
They want me dead, but I’m still here breathin’,  
Dodgin’ all these snakes, yeah, I’m always schemin’,  
Tryna fade my light, but I keep on gleamin’,  
On the block, in the booth, yeah, my soul’s undefeated.  

(Verse 1)  
Look, they whisper in the dark, tryna catch me slippin’,  
But I’m built like a tank, ain’t no way I’m flippin’,  
Drill on my tongue, spit that fire, no cappin’,  
Keep it 100, real talk, no nappin’.  

They pray for my fall, but I’m risin’ like the sun,  
Every bullet dodged, every battle won,  
Street tales in my veins, I’m the chosen one,  
Countin’ blessings, haters stressin’, I’m just havin’ fun.  

(Hook)  
They want me dead, but I’m still here breathin’,  
Dodgin’ all these snakes, yeah, I’m always schemin’,  
Tryna fade my light, but I keep on gleamin’,  
On the block, in the booth, yeah, my soul’s undefeated.  

(Verse 2)  
I’m the ghost in the city, you can’t see me comin’,  
Movin’ silent, deadly, got the block drummin’,  
Enemies talk loud, but they ain’t runnin’,  
I’m the storm in the game, hear the thunder drummin’.  

No cap, I’m the realest, no fakes in my circle,  
Keep my circle tight, ain’t no room for the hurdle,  
They want me dead, but I’m too alive, eternal,  
Livin’ fast, livin’ loud, my soul’s infernal.  

(Hook)  
They want me dead, but I’m still here breathin’,  
Dodgin’ all these snakes, yeah, I’m always schemin’,  
Tryna fade my light, but I keep on gleamin’,  
On the block, in the booth, yeah, my soul’s undefeated.  

(Verse 3)  
Late nights, city lights, mind sharp like a blade,  
Every move calculated, never get played,  
They pray for my slip, but I’m too self-made,  
In this jungle of wolves, I’m the king of the raid.  

Haters want me dead, but I’m livin’ proof,  
Breakin’ all the chains, call me bulletproof,  
Drill in my heart, that’s the living truth,  
I’m the voice of the streets, yeah, the living proof.  

(Outro)  
So keep talkin’ that shit, I’m just gettin’ stronger,  
They want me dead, but I’m here a little longer,  
From the dirt to the throne, yeah, my soul’s a conqueror,  
This drill life forever, no, I’ll never ponder.

Porque music 
See you when I see you 
Otro 

Drill, male