[Lyric] Shoot (Muze Sikk)

Never gave a fuck about a hater
Muze to the Sikk
I’m a lover of the labor
Slacking on the come up
We got body bags
Defend my love with my life
Fuck your heart attack

2022 Is the Year of the Muze
And if you ain’t hearing what I spew
Then Ill leave you confused
I’m not usually tuned to nonsense
Bitch throw up your hands
And vomit up my spit

Oh shoot
Looking out for number one
Lately dancing on the sun
Baby don’t say
I didn’t warn you
I’m Fresh off the mint
They counterfeit
Damn I’m man
Don’t crowd me man
Gimme space
Get thе fuck up out my face

Shipping in a jiffy
She gripping the wholе clip
Bitching and I’m radical
Ripping the whole script
Skipping that emphatically braggart attack
Jagger of rap
Actually active
I’m actually back

Like I never actually slacked
Bagging the bag
Gathering the sack in the glad
Smearing the strags
You can never tell me that your nothing when your something special
Cmon baby
Show me what you got
I’m tryna smash

I think I just developed a callus
I’m feeling cold but I’m balanced
I fucked your flow with my phallus
I’m still the B.O.A.T
What’s a challenge?
It’s still a go
Im so gallant
Walking dictionary; took a oath
I’m the proudest
Traveled many roads
Just some mileage
I like to gather green up and just pile it

I just hit a lick on your soul
I just spit my wisdom from my throat
Coming from a city where the wolves howl
If you got like it like that
You know it’s going down