Im alive through instincts, And it stinks, I could spy you in an instant, With less blinks, I carry less chains, Thats less weight and less clinks, You find me wearing rags or the best minx. When the rest breaks, I know how to fold, A million different ways until im safe and in my home. Im a real G, Master of the field, see Id bet youd walk on past and never ask " is that a real tree?" Come and feel me, Yes it is, I climbed inside just try some new survival shizz.
The coldest
Im alive through instincts,
And it stinks,
I could spy you in an instant,
With less blinks,
I carry less chains,
Thats less weight and less clinks,
You find me wearing rags or the best minx.
When the rest breaks,
I know how to fold,
A million different ways until im safe and in my home.
Im a real G,
Master of the field, see
Id bet youd walk on past and never ask " is that a real tree?"
Come and feel me,
Yes it is,
I climbed inside just try some new survival shizz.