Phoenjx, DaVinci Kitsuné, NipGee, Lö Indigo, 0ff-Wh1te, LA KENZIE, James Amaker II - 864 Cypher Lyrics

Don't call no nigha yo brotha
All these pussy niggas lame as fuck
I cut off that nigga
And that bitch and got my paper up
Bullet to yo abdomen
Try me and get yo tummy tucked
If you want me dead
Come find me bitch
And lift that rocket up
I was down bad
Tryna help a nigga down worse
Then that nigga switched
I should have put him in a fuckin' hearse
Shoulda fucked his bitch
And put her name in every fuckin' verse
I'm just way too solid
That's a blessin'
And a fuckin' curse
I ain't have shit
I had to grind for everything I own
He was down sick
I left that nigga and my mom at home
The way these niggas flip
Fucked me that's why I thug alone
If you ain't get it out the mud wit me
Don't call my fucking phone

Bitch I need a mil'
I ain't stoppin' until I get it
Copped a Glock
A 30 clip
And out Nip-Gee
Up on my fitted
I'm gon' make history
And ain't stoppin' until I did it
Millionaire mind frame
If you askin' just how I'm flippin'
Family what you build
That shit ain't always what you was given
I knew I was different
That's why God made me so different
Call of Duty
How I'm shootin'
If you try and fuck up the mission
Maxed out precision
That shit hit exactly what I envisioned
Bitch you know I'm big grape
So please do not ask if I'm crippin'
Wheelchair in the back
And on my lap
Got a Glock and a Smithin'
My bitch is a vixen
Broken down that chicken
My build so crispy
They used to just call me wimpy
Now me and the gang all pimpin'

Came from the bottom
Smoke in the house
I was trippin' over bottles
DSS knockin' on the door to find the problem
They don't wanna solve 'em
Lot's of fuck shit goin' on inside my house
I know niggas do not wanna hear this shit
But here it is
I come from humble lows
And OutKast on my radio
Mumble in your flows
Hidin' you ain't got no soul
I could give a fuck bout yo bank or cash amount
I entered the game for one reason
To murder heat and
My heat is
Tucked in my penis
This pen 'ill write all my wrongs
Tell these leaches to suck my semen
Y'all schemin' behind closed doors
Souls can never be repeated
So demons follow me home
Bitch it's LÖ

Either way I'm livin' life
Sometimes not how I'm 'posed to
Walk down on the gang
And it's like woah bro we don't know you
But still the love you showed you
No you will not catch us chasin' clout dawg
864 in high demand
There ain't no way around it ya'll
I had to create my own wave
Now I gotta ride that wave
The only thing I gotta do
Is motivate and elevate
And I cannot stop until my 1=3
That mean every time
We make one we make 3
And imma show you that
I had to
Go and see what I had never saw
I won't allow my average
To be the reason of my down fall
When I look in the mirror
I am my only opponent
That me myself and I
Only control components

Sold my soul
To save my so called friends
And keep my god damn vices
Dirty ridin'
Dirty shit through the district
I ain't have no license
I done did some fucked up shit
If I do life
Then I won't fight it
I done showed some niggas love in public
Crossed 'em out in private
I done took some niggas hopes and dreams
And helped them niggas find it
Even though niggas ain't come for me
When they ones have me cryin'
Niggas blamin' bodies on me
I was watchin' niggas dyin'
Right before my eyes
All I could do is sit back and deny it
I ain't like that
But if a nigga shoot first I'd strike back
Say you had my back
Why the fuck you did me dirty?
(Uh)
This shit went all bad
My days one tried to hurt me
(Uh)
I gave you three shots
I dropped you like a birdie
(Uh)

Drama
Step in and terminate
No debate
I eradicate
Need my bands wit the interest rate
If not
Things gon' be interesting
On another level
Down with the devil
Flow is heavenly
Walked up to the golden gates
Got banished instantly
I step in the scene
And I levitate
Look like a featherweight
Punchlines hit like a heavyweight
One punch separate
Body from vertebrae
Nope no cure
I'm sure
Can't medicate
There ain't no antidote if you choke
I ain't no fucking rap god
Even Jesus died on the globe
If you say you better than us
Then you speaking in anecdotes
This choppa make you stutter like
Th- Th- Th- Th- That's All Folks
This rap game
Is like looking up your horoscope
Anyone can think it's them
It's all made up
Man no one knows

It seems like yesterday
I dreamed of being complacent
My mind was somewhere vacant
I saw all the time I wasted
Now I'm out sellin' stages
And you hit my phone
Dealin' wit some shit
So please just leave me alone
Got too many hoes up on my d-
I meant my peter bone
My bad if you ain't on the wave
Don't think that you can surf alone
Got sharks up in this water
Niggas out to take yo fuckin' soul
With no regrets
I'm out for blood
So tell yo mama watch the throne
King shit
My niggas let off them shots
And make yo spleen itch
Got a mean bitch
She bad as fuck
And look like Scarlett joheenso-
Meant Johansson
I grab the crown
You wanted to put your hands in
Im bad no Micheal Jackson
Lil rich lil bitch no cappin'