Ready 4 Whatever ft. Braun & XPose Lyrics

Running in the woods with the wolf pack

Move forward don't look back, don't look back

Circle back, never lack when I cook that

It's all rap, rep where your hood at

What ya' good at?

Nothing, bluffing

You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'

I'm ready for whatever, any weather

I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together

Just an atheist smoking bio jesus

I'm still looking for the meaning

Talking to myself, but no one hears me

Until I'm behind your back, with the shank

Get you stabbed, I'm on that gas, pedal mashed

Get ripped in half, I'll strip you bare

Cuz I'm a bear, I growl and teeth tear

You ripped, from limb from limb, ya'll slap I tap in

Now imagine, a bottle of pills and a bottle of gin

You see me with a grin

You drop the pin, your location where it ends

We revoke your G pass, we can't stand your broke ass

You a dope head, stealing bread

Touch that butter you get toasted

We make the most of the short stick

Get the roach clip, nah, fuck it burn my fingertips

Cuz they won't be able to identify shit

Running in the woods with the wolf pack

Move forward don't look back, don't look back

Circle back, never lack when I cook that

It's all rap, rep where your hood at

What ya' good at?

Nothing, bluffing

You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'

I'm ready for whatever, any weather

I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together

For doomsday, I am prepped and ready

Leave you buried, underneath the jetty

Never wipe blood off my machete

More kills than Michael, Jason, Freddy

Pen deadly steady stream from the fountain

No limit to growth, peak is over the mountain

Trajectory glorious, not lost, victorious

Trying to make it big, like Notorious

We the goriest, flay skin off of opps

Handle shit internal, we don't call the cops

Eternal legacy in every word I jot

Doing it, doing it, for Mom and for Pops

Listen to instinct, strong willed survive

Enduring the torture, makes me feel alive

Sharpen the White Fang, is the type gang

Stand tall in the striking lightning

Running in the woods with the wolf pack

Move forward don't look back, don't look back

Circle back, never lack when I cook that

It's all rap, rep where your hood at

What ya' good at?

Nothing, bluffing

You a pussy ass bitch steady cuckin'

I'm ready for whatever, any weather

I can't relate to any group, don't put us in together

Fireworks without the entertainment

I'm the big tank rolling through, have you flat on the pavement

You really don't know who you facing, face hidden

Bookshelves stacked with homicide cases for ages

My mental state went from silence to making statements

Reading my verses off these red pages

Fuck a sheep, I'm a lion

I don't give you props for trying

Hunting for my meal the competition can't define me

The more poor are born, you ain't keeping the score

So don't get mad when we twenty deep robbing stores

Fungus pores have you looking like zombie corpse

Bodies everywhere I'm just giving the government chores

October thirty-first, you think is all decoration

But why the blood dripping off my fresh victims?

Remorse never comes, the hardware store is getting my funds

As I collect my tools to have my fun, I'm done