Doing Numbers (feat. Cornaztone)

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Jay Fox!

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Doing numbers
Doing numbers
As I roll up the herb
I think back on all of the f*ck shit that has occurred
The money the hard work
The women and their verbs
Them numbers always meant more than them words
Whether it was about the final score
Or how niggas movin' birds
Then Squares without the curves
Lessons from Mr. Feeny
While the devil is conflicting me
Mischievous bafoonery
Followed by Clownish activity
Some how this bottle
Has me partaking in this monstrosity
I was led by the sheep
Became a shepherd For the weak
I stand against the elite
It's a billion us so what's it gonna be
A million streams ain't shit if you ain't real
That's just a million bitches that would squeal
I just made a million more enemies
I made 50 gs and didn't touch one rock
With this mask on I look like static shock
Chemistry wit it no doc
Drip so fierce I got two bitches trailin' me wit 2 mops
Chillin wit my grandfather
He got something to blow yo fuckin shoes off
We'll do more than smash yo fuckin mailbox
This whip looking old school like pro keds and tube socks
Niggas walk around with they chest out like Joe Young
Til they meet the t-rex
My Patna did 3 years
He can tell you about that pyrex
Put away for 10
All I did was marinate
My mind had to infiltrate
Too many demons I had to regulate
Stay to myself niggas wanna perpetrate
Niggas actors Lorenz Tate
All this business need 2 phones no Kevin Gates
I'm doing numbers, doing numbers
I'm doing numbers, doing numbers
I'm doing numbers, doing numbers
I'm doing numbers, doing numbers
I promise my nigga It takes one text
You could be next
So watch who and how you address
This Dangerous flex
That love that they showing is a hex
I' ain't riding solo I ain't worried
I know Hotboi he got the tec
My circles a few but its the barrier surrounding me
The Same people on the side lines
The ones that doubted me outed me
It's like I held a tail beast 9 tails
Freed my soul and grew physically
And Returned Them hoes back to the streets
I'm collecting my penny
Slim nigga no Oscar Proud
Shawty playing around
She made me aroused
I'm on the pharcyde
My head in the clouds
She can't hop in this car
But she can hop on this dick
After that don't need no round
That bitch know I'm a complete stranger
Powerseat bangers
Roland gun slangers
Swang my dick then I hang her
They thought things were kosher
I'm the enforcer
Putting niggas in order
Straight up murder you niggas
My accomplice is a destroyer
Cause that my dog like a Hoya
The Huck Finn to the Sawyer
Accomplishments of a lawyer
The confidence of a royal blue
New Django suit
Beat these crackers asses like who's boy are you
They came to hang a nigga
Like some spoiled fruit
Oil shoot flaming and I'm aiming like a rocket ship
First one to change the game the name of the Apocalypse
Rising like a phoenix to breaking chains of the hostages
Tried of the lame we came to save you like a comic strip
And everywhere they looking like where did you get the shirt
And a shoes so exclusive they use the shit for a purse
Fore I knew it they like f*ck it somebody get him a nurse
Cause his pants so drippy we thought he was given birth
Yeah a nigga stay fresh but I'm on the path to enlighten
One track two verses without a dash or a hyphen
They wasn't half as exciting that's why I had to ignite em
Y'all just rapping bout the action this shit is Clash of the Titans
I like to ball it's hard to even write when all your lights is off
Truck station bathroom I'm weighting shit in widest stall
And I ain't making change this the game my nigga as I recall
The titans still clashing I turn this bitch into Titan Fall
Walking through the prison like this as bad as it gets
Till I met my nigga Fox and now we back in this bitch
Put us on too many tracks it'll cause an atom to split
Young gun and I'm the bullet and we just happen to click
Rhymes in a perfect pattern, and lines that'll circle Saturn
Got me breaking down the shells like the spine of a turtle shattered
We climbing the verbal ladder but living life as a daydream
The bullet hit your head like somebody splattered the Bejing
And they seem to think that they really ready to play king
He try to do me dirty I bet his shirt'll get sprayed clean
It may seem that we make illegal money to stay lean
Running from the law use the same endurance to chase dreams
See the crown in the logo we outta town in the photos
Y'all the clowns and the bozos couple rounds in ya Polo
Ayokipp is the young goat, nigga Styyle is on go mode
We shake the city up watch me turn the town to a snow globe
Doing numbers doing numbers
Doing number doing numbers
Doing numbers in the fast lane

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