Lyrics:
the haters out the picture. Photoshop crop it
Wilding through landmines
On the other side project cars, mansions, and trophy wives
Slept in my car first
ama under
The flow so crazy like I pulled out the water
Grabing life by the balls and then twist it with a plunger
We dont need no stress we just
a buzz
Wilding out frivolous, it's about ten of us
Cats they envy us, wanna bust
Either them or us what a rush when they make
Attempts to finish us
Can't
y'all better be hatin'
I'm levitatin, like Dassault Falcon, better cover your ears, cuz it boutta rupture
I'm not validated by some rappers out there cuz
the fun
Better than that, never shoot with a gun
Instead use most ruthless of tongues
Disjointed multis, pop out of the top like pokies
You're slow
like this
I never thought it would be like this
I always thought you would be here
Always thought you would be by my side
I never thought it would be
leave it in you're averix
Then shoot it it the air, whatever I have left
Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all
Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all
mouth
Beatin it out, yeah we freaked it out
You sure know how to get a brother off off ya good when ya skeetin it out
So we seepin out, creepin out
Hittin
Ten on the drop start another verse sailing
Never sell the soul, sold out vinyls on release
Waiting on the day the true cost in the conversation
you see me tinted
I did drive-bys
Now I take you on top of a high rise
See if you can sky dive
I'll bring it to you at your local gymnasium (uh, uh)
wanna see them all no need to have a stage fright
I wanna have a look, don't need to read a book
Sonic colours all the way, it's been like ten years
I
(brrr)
In 'bout a year, how niggas gon' deny me the throne? (Huh)
Rappers y'all compare me to, niggas scared of me too (niggas shook)
It make they heart
giving us dope
Shit, it's hard to get by
I pray to God it's still hard to get by
Just wanna hold my son (my man)
But I can't leave my house until I
a 3rd path & witness everything unfold
The next ten years everything just blows
But don't give up cause you'll sell out shows
Embrace the highs
like Cody/
Going step by step up/
James Brown/
I get around/
Step step up/
Hey now/
You don't get no awards for effort/
You lamed out/
Tryna get applause
a little story, something for your ear
Like the new millennium version of Paul Revere
Except this ain't fiction, this is real life here
I be 30 years old
a crater on the face of earth
Don't remember me today? ok
Tomorrows version is better anyway
Always improving only one way to go
So check it-
Death is
straight
Man I'm glad I got sober, I was out here 'bout to marry all the bitches
Plus the doctor said, I nearly almost did it
Five-nine is underrated, that's
razors
I hop in to spin out; I'm the opposite of H2O
So in the year two thousand, the lights would a never went out
Plus I rock ice, it drips on my
They probably'll banish me for spittin in how I'm live it
But I'm still with my tongue out - flickin it like a lizard
Bubba like chicken gizzards; fried
ten Africans represent America?
Bullshit / It didn't mean a thing
'Cause in the same year / we saw Rodney King
So I thought / That I would put a team
goes out to the ones who set it off
And all the pioneers that made it what it was
Cause we been doin this for 25 years long
So we gotta represent
slip tha clip out shoot'em up
And nigga we flip out ready for combat on contact
Midwest keep going creeping on tha come up for years
Heavily sediated
the bitch panties on soak
Rapper of the year goin place your vote
I'm the rapper of the century, Bet yo hoe wanna text wit me, You can get marked by the 33
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