Guns - Route 83, K9

Money, Fame

Is what people need these days

Money, Fame

Play your game

Baby, wait

Gotta communicate

Baby, wait

Hmmm well played

Lies, lies in your eyes

You’re blinded by money and its disguise

Lies, Lies in your eyes

Lies in your eyes yeah

I don’t want you to be the bad one

I won’t let you just go hit and run

Burning flame

Makes you hallucinate

Burning flame

You’re a slave

Running plates

Gunning the ones you hate

Gun and bait

Ruined fate

Lies, lies in your eyes

Your’e blinded by money and its disguise

Lies, Lies in your eyes

Lies in your eyes yeah

I don’t want you to be the bad one

No you just can’t play with all your guns

I’m sick n tired of flexin'

I ain’t gotta prove none to ‘em I’m tried & tested

Talk’s cheap, come test me

Im’a make sure that u gonn' regret this -hear me out

Killatype, on the grind

Route 83 that’s fire

Bump to this shit all night

This so tight, kill a bitch on sight

Make a deal with the devil when u fuck with me

I’ll show u everything, just follow me

No money, no fame, but they all wanna treat me like a king, haters mad so they

come for me

100, I’m commited all the way

Steve Rog' «i can do this all day»

Get money we can split it both ways

I’m a god when i grind, i can’t stop, No way!