No remorse

Title: "No Remorse" [Drill – 144 BPM, dark UK/NY hybrid b**t] 🎙️[Intro – Spoken] Ayy, you know what time it is F**k them opps Free the real ones C***h out season, gang shit only Boom, boom, boom! 🎙️[Verse 1] Slide with a pole, got a Glock with a switch If I catch that boy lackin', get turned to a spliff Smokin' on— (name), that’s a opp in the zip Put his face on a shirt, now his gang lookin' sick Hop out the ride, all black like a reaper He tried to run, hollow tips runnin’ deeper Left his body in the back by the bleachers No mask on — I want his mom to see us Heard he was tough? Now he sleep with the dirt Spin back twice just to see if it work Whole block quiet, we purgin’ on turf Ain’t no peace, it’s w*r till they all in the earth Talk on the net, then he die by the tweet Big .223, knock his a*s off his feet Catch one more, I’ma up by three Turned his whole hood to a m****r scene 🎙️[Hook] No remorse, bitch, I c***h out daily Glock go crazy, opps too lazy Smokin' on— (bleep), got my eyes all hazy F**k they d**d homies, I say that plainly No talk, just drills, we don't do no clout Back door move, get left for a route Feds on me? Still ridin' with the strap out Opps get hit when I black out — c***h out! 🎙️[Verse 2] Gang bang, chain h**g, slide with the sticks F**k 12, f**k the judge, we ain’t squashin’ shit Caught his mans at the light, had to up and blitz Now his whole block cryin’, they ain’t steppin’ for shit I got opps in my lungs, my soul full of rage Lost bro in the w*r, now I slide every day Don't care 'bout fame, I don’t rap for a name If I see him in traffic, I’m crashin’ the lane Whole lotta demons, we lurk in packs AR pokin', this ain’t no act You post one story, get smoked off that Now his face in a mural, can't bring him back I ain't duckin’ no smoke, I bring the flame Catch one opp? Turn two to a name Hop out gang, no aim, just bang Broad day shit — I love that stain 🎙️[Hook] No remorse, bitch, I c***h out daily Glock go crazy, opps too lazy Smokin' on— (bleep), got my eyes all hazy F**k they d**d homies, I say that plainly No talk, just drills, we don't do no clout Back door move, get left for a route Feds on me? Still ridin' with the strap out Opps get hit when I black out — c***h out! 🎙️[Outro] Yeah… We don’t squash shit — we spin R.I.P. who? Nah, f**k 'em again Light that boy up like a new gen blunt No love, no fear, bitch I came from the slums BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Gang!