Power

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Hotbox the car, Imma stink up the class
Teach need a dub, and that's the aftermath
Walk round the world, I don't need me no pass
Walk round yo girl put she my hand on her ass
I'm not the one that be talking a lot
I'm out the mix, I just sit back and watch
Don't care for diamonds, still hard then a rock
And this stick got an arm, but the drum gone kick box
Talking my feelings don't make me feel different
Money been healing, won't change for no millions tho
Hoes come and go, different colors, chameleons
Old hoe dramatic, think she was Siberian
You say you a tiger like why is you lion
On beats Imma slider I feel like Lord Byron
Herm got some bad ones, I can't even be lying
I type seen the Springs but wassup wit Verina
I'm at yo door like a Ring, or the pizza man
Blow yo ass down, smithereens, watch the pieces dance
Cut off his hands, that boy tried with his reaching ass
I go to sleep, you gone lecture or teach me man?
I speak some heat better read it man
Burn up the beat, if I write it would burn my hand
With the pen I'm like Jonathan Burningham
If you don't understand, go play the song again
Gave you new chance you did wrong again
Get yo ass clapped, like both chances is palm of hand
She don't even know what Palm Angels is
These boys ain't demons, unreleased Fear of God I'm in
If I had to do it all again, wouldn't unroll it I'd rap it round it with a Raw
My first show, I was in there with all my dawgs
Know it's real when they there because you the cause
Shorty gushing, but no I don't use the gauze
Any problem, she resort to use her jaws
Know a couple of people hit in the stalls
And you ask me why I don't treat hoes like dolls?
Why?
Should I be treating you like you is different
I'm in all black to pop out, she don't know what the deal is
My dukes say is you on a mission?
I became Jitness, I ain't have to pick it
But now these dudes mad they thot done got picky
Shit, I'm a problem and I cannot fix
If you do not rock with me guess you against me
Beat up the beat, need a cease and desist
Like she went through my phone bruh I'm pleading the fifth
Less than a week for to get off a zip
What can I say, I been paid and I'm lit
Ain't sipping on shit, cause I'm straight out the mud
I ain't smoke in two months, they like why?
Just cause
She have withdrawals, she need my touch
And it's so fucked up she don't ask for ask for no love
Lay out the facts, red carpet, no rug
THC tea, with some ice in my mug
Face down in sheets, she get up from me beating that backend
Face smashed in like a Pug
Baby bring the racks in, ain't no lacking in here
Hoe you know they don't show no love
FN-tastic, hoe I'm like a blacksmith, boy I be crafting my shit off muscle
She acting mad, she don't want me to touch her
Get up to leave, she like why you don't love me?
Manipulate and you late, that's ugly
Find place to stay, you played
Dummy
Hold on, run it
Yeah, we can talk about money
Yeah, only if you can keep it a hundred
That faking and playing ain't right for my stomach
I might get to throwing up lead if it's round me
Fresher then Downy
Drip make a mess, so go get you some Bounty
Holdon, Henrico county
I had to make it out couldnt be lounging
I gotta grab my accountant
These numbers cannot be like how they sounding
I flipped the tables when they tried to clown me
So when it's cloudy you won't find me frowning
To be honest, this song is a flex
I just keep doing better they don't know what's next
One of a kind, you can't take me no vet
They ain't seen no stepper with this strong of legs
Ain't seen no better when it come to head
Change out the sheets, leave a scene on the bed
I'm on repeat, you see me in the car
And it even be better, I know who you are
Like
She know I roll up the Raw, and she tryna ask me what the stars like
She know she got me on call for whatever I'm on know she on, like
She tryna physically feel on me, I just be giving her songs, like
If I would take what she give to me I would be doing her wrong, like
Like, Like
Yeah
Yeah
Hotbox the car, Imma stink up the class
Teach need a dub, and that's the aftermath
Walk round the world, I don't need me no pass
Walk round yo girl put she my hand on her ass
I'm not the one that be talking a lot
I'm out the mix, I just sit back and watch
Don't care for diamonds, still hard then a rock
And this stick got an arm, but the drum gone kick box
Talking my feelings don't make me feel different
Money been healing, won't change for no millions tho
Hoes come and go, different colors, chameleons
Old hoe dramatic, think she was Siberian
Gang

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Written by: Alec Archer

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