Don't play me with the mind games.

I stay aware because I'm in another time frame.

Don't get your head broke.

It's word counting so beware of the death notes That are written, bring life to the dead folks

it's getting dark so you better keep your eyes open on these streets of struggle you gotta keep a muscle stand up tough as leather if they try to touch you as long as you breathe

You gotta keep a hustle.

It's indescribable the way I spit shit heat.

Cut a track and distribute it like dead meat.

Tryna walk on my path, it's like bare feet Across broken glass, you couldn't even see

I put the action in satisfaction.

You would think I was the same when I start clapping.

But I start dashing when the whips start lashing.

Strikes cost your back.

Have you wrapped up in plastic like geotrackers?

You should look down your path because rappers only need nothing in the aftermath.

Strap on your uniform and then you have to blast or get blasted.

It's kill or be killed.

The avenue's hot, so it's chill or be chilled.

fill a beef felt you can feel the heat melt the concrete stop with my feet and make a crater with just enough room to fill it up with all you haters don't play me with the mind games

I stayin' where, cause I'm in another time frame.

Don't get your head broke.

It's Ware County, so beware of the deaf notes.

That are written bring life to the dead folks It's getting dark so you better keep your eyes open

On these streets of struggle, you gotta keep a muscle Stand up tough as leather if they try to touch you As long as you breathe

You gotta keep a hustle.

People that you know affiliate and give that too.

Smile in your face and they talk behind your back too.

Walk by your side only when they try to gain.

Wanna catch a ride when they feel a little rain But when it comes my way, all of that changes

People that I knew for mad years are like strangers.

Look me in my eyes and if they think I'm brainless.

Blood sticking in water that's why I use the stainless.

Imagine making your mark and people know you nameless.

You hot making a spark but still remain flameless.

Aimlessly I hit my target in the bullseye.

Only use precision cause the surgery is live Create my own file in the rap archive

Shine like a diamond when it's laying on the side Everything is cool so I'm lighting it on fire Make sure my family straight before I retire Don't play me with the mind games

I stay aware, cause I'm in another time frame Don't get your head broke It's Will Conley, so beware of the death notes

That I went and breathed life to the dead folks It's getting dark so you better keep your eyes open

On these streets of struggle, you gotta keep a muscle Stand up tough as leather if they try to touch you As long as you breathe, you gotta keep a hustle

I know a change is coming, stand up tough and still, never seeing me running, unless I'm getting exercise, trying to tone my tummy, I stand alone to your squad, like a one man army, keep me in mind, I'm on the rise, never decline, I'm the realest man out, cause you feel me inside, coming straight out the south, I don't have a big ride, I'll take the escalator, I don't have to get rides.

Or if I have to walk, I'ma strengthen my spine.

You might lose your definition if you try to define me.

I stand toe to toe with you, you still couldn't find me.

They throw wool over my eyes and try to blind me.

But I was surviving, you can even time me.

One second flat to react to this irony.

Never turn my back, yo, I always keep my eye on it.

My life is not a game, but you insist on trying me.

Don't play me with the mind games.

I stay aware cause I'm in another time frame.

Don't get your head broke.

It's Will Conley, so beware of the death notes That I've written, bring life to the dead folks

It's getting dark, so you better keep your eyes open.

On these streets of struggle, you gotta keep a muscle.

Stand up tough as leather if they try to touch you.

As long as you breathe, you gotta keep a hustle.

Don't play me with the mind games.

I stay aware because I'm in another time frame.

Don't get your head broke.

It's Ware County, so beware of the death notes That are written, bring life to the dead folks

It's getting dark, so you better keep your eyes open.

On these streets of struggle, you gotta keep a muscle.

Stand up tough as leather if they try to touch you.

As long as you breathe, you gotta keep a hustle.

Ah.