Nobody Knows

Follow 0 fans

Luke P

2:54

1 View

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

Cruising down the street
Keep my foot on the pedal
I'm on the podium getting the gold medal
I'm number one cause I wanna go fast
If you ain't first then you are fucking last
I ain't rich but I am high class
Octagon fights got knuckles made of brass
When I puff I'm gonna pass
Like a baby dragon when I'm playing clash
Crazy lays like fucking T Jazz
Your girl kinda cute and she got some ass
Now we stay on top we on top of the world
This song is a gem and its price is like a pearl
Didn't steal these chains and I ain't a criminal
When you see my chain I got all the minerals
I run that shit in like that mother fucking berry
Your girl on top a mother fucking cherry
October gon be spooky like that one girl Carey
We going straight to war revolutionary
Rapping ain't a challenge unlike that crate
We on top of the world but we in the first state
Got your girl on lock call me fucking drew
Her teeth pearly whites five thousand brand new
Doing this shit with my crew
Gotta ten K outfit and I ain't wearing shoes
Knock Knock who's there who the f*ck is you
I'm going ape shit like I'm living in a zoo
Living in a zoo
Living in a zoo
We playing like animals I'm running this team
This song number one like my boy Edleen
We got the sound that these rapper wanna impersonate
Flow so dirty you gonna have to decontaminate
I'm always on time never procrastinate
We the realest in the game do nothing but intimidate
Like a track race first place running this shit
People think she just a friend but we got the benefits
We coming at your face you under heavy pressure
Getting blitz I got the money and the fame
I never wanna call it quits
Production like the dream Chicago Bulls ninety six
I ain't into conversations I ain't into politics
The message the only thing sounding louder than the kicks
I'm exceeding expectations I exceed them real quick
Tryna stay cool but I can't seem to chill
There ain't no foreman's but they all getting grilled
The only dead beats is the ones I killed
And the only good bars is the ones rappers steal
Everyday that's the way leave em with nothing else to say
Every time I'm on the mic I cook it up like Fish Fila
My boys to the left my beats to the right
We kill it in the stew like its asking for a fight
Done a track by the night we be flyer than a kite
This album so good bouta climb to new heights
Everybody know our names everybody know we shine
Everybody want our tracks but like Ed I ain't got the time
I be staying on my grind balling and we pros
Asking how I made this beat but nobody knows

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!