Valhalla

Real Have you ever put your all in Something And never finished Exit mission Plans diminished I never did that Always followed through hitting Now listen I ain't kidding I'm being serious You don't wanna hang yourself And then it's good riddance Not trying to be all in your business But this seems fitting I was sent to relay a message But TeSSa keeps getting tested Hats off to the ancestors that keep Me in the right direction Hit the Buddha then it's blessing Stop flexing to an em-path You're transparent (Uh) See right through you That's why we laugh (Ha) In the hoopty low on gas blowing gas We pass time away Guess it's the irony Your girl keeps eying me Ce la vie pour moi Got that je ne sais quoi Real girls on the floor Now get down Yea I'm looking at you Now get down and let's connect for a Few Then I bid you adieu On to new and better prospects Rapping this hot shit Really get's me exhausted In the end I'm rewarded Guess that's what's important No more normal and dormant Trying to get some endorsements So bored with Anything that ain't got me on it (Yawn) You might as well throw the whole Game in the garbage (Yea) Anyone feeling froggy Gone and hop in the gauntlet Cause I'm ready (Try me) You'll be dead and the one that be Haunted Nigga I don't got time for bitches with bad Kids Them baby goats are hard headed Just put a whooping to they backside Til they fall asleep We in them sheets cheeks spread-ed (Ah) MILF killer Toorealer afraid of no Nig (Nah) I'll kill ya with this forty on my hip (Bow) Ash before you pass That's some disrespectful shit (Huh) I won't take it Nigga you can finish that Roll my own it's twice as fat I don't wanna hear no lip (Nah) No talking back (Uh-Uh) Especially if you was in your daddy Nut sack While I had packs of Pokemon cards On deck selling them shits My first business bitch In West Philly that was In them row houses You know how I does I had to wise up Knew when I was cub That I was a target Cause the flow I posses is just so Marvelous Guess I'm a take a break (Nah) Let the beat breath Nah this is verse three Keep going keep flowing Motherfucker got something to say (Yes) Not like you mumble dumbo hoes Y'all just repeat (Uh) Seems like y'all may need a Dictionary (Yea) Because your vocabulary scary (Ah) Don't battle me you'll get buried Tell them who you want to read your Obituary (Who) I won't stop I'm a take em to the top Cause these hating ass bitches over There got me chopped (Chopped) Saying I won't make it While they piss poor and naked (Ew) No support they just hit you with the Fake shit (Uh) I'm so close that I can taste it On my nigger lips Sweet Kool-Aid red and blue mixed With a twist (Ha) Catch the f-fade Test your might if you wish (C'mon) Cause I ain't the one You wanna piss off (Uh-Uh) Nah Real