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Flowsyk

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Yo Flowsyk why you been so mad bro
Why you been so pissed off
Why
Why

I'll I do is work while these motherfuckers play me
Put in all this grind but nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady 
Once I write my name all the other ones fading
I'll I do is work while these motherfuckers play me
Put in all this grind but nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady 
Once I write my name all the other ones fading

I make like 3 songs a week but they still say I'm weak 
Got an album on the way but I'm still at they feet
Just begging for respect think it's time to delete 
All the fucking competition so I hop on this beat
And take em to the cemetery their rhymes look elementary 
When my rhymes flow through they brain it destroy they capillaries
F*ck a hater I am tearing up this beat not necessary
For y'all bitches to compare me im the greatest like Jim Carrey 
Doing em dirty 
Till I am thirty 
All of these hoes wanna taste why they thirsty 
Calling me nerdy 
Cause i convert these 
Simple ass rhyme schemes that they inserting 
In to they raps 
That shit is wack
I'm takin they breath like an asthma attack
All that I do is recite simple facts
So everyone coming after my back
Call my bros tell em yo 
I think we about to blow 
They say Flow
Syk you know I was thinking the same so
Maybe what they said was true 
If you wanna master ho 
First you gotta be the slave 
That shits a disaster though

I'll I do is work while these motherfuckers play me
Put in all this grind but nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady 
Once I write my name all the other ones fading
I'll I do is work while these motherfuckers play me
Put in all this grind but nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady 
Once I write my name all the other ones fading

I am not the one to f*ck with 
Tryin everything just trust it 
Every single rhyme I'm bustin 
Is a sign that you ain't nothing
I'm slept on but never flexed on 
I'm gassed up like Exon 
Servin rhymes like a restaurant 
Don't give a shit what my ex want
Got 0 figures but I'm still bigger 
Rappers meals thinner I'm eating real dinners 
Cause I'm feastin on em then I heal quicker
Than they ever could I'm a deal splitter 
But the labels don't want it 
Cause I keep it a hundred 
They want these pussies to run it 
To keep the youth dumb and blunted 
They want the realest to plummet 
The ones that speak truth and lunge it 
The truth is pain so they numb it 
Can't let that honesty come in
Day by day say I'm gonna quit 
If I don't just write a hit
My ex say I'm not shit 
Cause some days I take a hit 
Of Mary Jane for the pain 
All these haters love to rain 
Guess they're nobody to blame 
But for now I'll just stay drained

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