Rap What I Live (feat. Mikey & Bailey Daniel)

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I pull up and spit, cause rap what I live
And lately I been active as shit but all I'm seein' is people sayin'
That I shouldn't rap I should quit cause I'm white
Man get off of my dick man y'all couldn't spit
As good this if you look just like me bitch
And just like a sample that's soundin dope I'ma flip
I oughta toss ya some drip cause dawg I'm throwin' a fit
I should be owed for this shit I'm flowin' I'm showing you tips
But from now on I'll just show you my tip
And you can put both of yo lips around it and lick
Homie don't even quit until I explode in yo shit
And coat yo throat with my kids
Man this shit can get nasty when I get pissed

Yeah this shit can get nasty when I get pissed
Don't come at me or you'll get hit
I'm just happy to be a kid, I'm just rappin' cause I love it
I'm not yappin' about dumb shit, I'm unpackin' all of what is
Up in my in my head I could choose to lay in bed instead
But I would prolly wonder why I'm on these meds
And always stressed and stay depressed
It's because I never expressed my emotions
So I created JMS for my coping
Now my flow got you floatin' cause I'm devoted
To stackin' dope in my quotes and never chokin'
When I'm lettin' 'em go at an open mic night
Oh I can't write tight, because I'm white right
We oughta have fight night, yo ass is gettin' sideswiped
By my knuckles yeah they fly right by yo eyesight till you goin night night
Put you to sleep like what you do to me
When you dabbling in the music scene
You sounding goofy g

I was forged in the fire, but still need a lighter to spark my spliff
I smoke to get higher than giraffe vagina, I poked a bear in hopes of a fight
And I know that I might be out of my mind but wrote on these lines
That I make it in time, it's so prolific, I open my eyes inside of my dreams
And now my future lies in arenas and lights
Brighter than bright it's giving Stevie sight
And I feel alive in the night, I'm never thinking twice
Cause if I never hopped on the track, then I'd regret for life
That I could be one of the coldest niggas to touch a mic
If nothing, I can put myself into that lil' discussion I
Got expensive signs that come through your speaker's pricey percussion
I know I'm fuckin' rollin', don't play on stoppin' for nothin I
Can't stop until I'm in the finest mansion with finer dancers and diamonds dancin
Got bands for my niggas servin' hand-to-hand You take the money, cleanse it
Got 'em out the streets and in sprinter vans
All because I took the chance and never doubted me
Your favorite words are still I know I can't
Say I'm him, I know I am You can't stop him, no you can't
Better toe his tag, I mean tag his toe I go blow for blow with any rappin' nigga
Wantin' beef and smoke this shit a cook out bro if JMS the robber
I'm the look out bro, this duo sicko bro Ain't talkin' sicko mode
I'm in a different mode, I'm on a different road
I'm with a different ho, that do the same shit
Let's switch positions, ho, I'm on my totem pole
I'm goin' for the gold, don't plan on goin' home
The G-O-A-T I'm the

Goat I only go for throats I'm oh so dope you prolly overdose
Up on these beats I beat yo ass just like yo older bro
I'm not J Cole with clothes so I won't fold no no
I've been told I'm cold, but they start it with "I won't hold ya bro"
And I'm like no I know ya won't
Never rode the wave it just don't float my boat
Cause I'ma have mo' motion than all the waves in the ocean
With my quotes when I pave a way for the hopeless and the future dopest
I know that I'm the coldest even if, for you, it's too soon to notice
Zoom out and re-zoom to focus
With all these rhymes I pack up in these lines
I prolly move the quotas for what you think dope is
Gotta have three syllables twice per line bitch I'm nice with mine
Outta ten my writtens are a ten and my presence on the mic's a nine
As far as flow I'm fine with a 9.5
Don't gimme nothin' less with your raps I'm so unimpressed
Cause your structure doesn't exist when you write it's a fuckin' mess
Just copy how I spit and maybe you'll start suckin' less

Wooh! Can't nobody f*ck with me baby
Shoutout Mikey for that dope-ass verse

Shit was only, it was gon' end on his verse
But he went in too hard, I had to, you know
Make it my song again
Shoutout Bailey Daniels

Motherfucker dope as f*ck
JMS 'till infinity, baby, I'm finna rap forever
Yeah, you know what
I think I'm finna rap

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