Lyrics:
wanna be down But I'm a hit ya with the heat now Cause when I creep now, deep down, nigga wanna let it go But when it comes to the fetty, yo You see
God knows it's my fate
Crusader with cape
I'll never escape
Over my mouth
Put the tape
Words cut like a knife
And a picture they paint
Never go through
and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted
morons, away
I find my way, who will go with me?
Don’t use me for your tilts, I am not your game pills (x2)
In a lap I am walking.
Cannot I see why
follow rules, you forget these rip tides pull you in, this ain't no swimmin' pool
Lockless creepin' by the coast, you'd go good with toast, he's hungry,
like piss
Shoulda been out here ballin with your niggas
But you're in there falling off and tryna kick
So where did it all go
Cus just a week ago
I lost
about
Shit I'm merely bleeding the cash cow
I'm here now tomorrow and forever
Glytch it's apparent to me we've run Into a error
Go get the paul bearers we
I'm hard
Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates
Fuck him
I didn't want to go to Heaven anyway
But my momma got me on my
Knees with my hands
Follows her mind, let it go
Dancin all night, with your friends, check it out, on a handstand
I told myself this be a break right here
But god damn it, I
West-side niggas is the craziest (craziest)
Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas getting money
Better get it while the getting is good
young
I could murder this beat with no gun, go run
I have too many problems to handle, here
Hold one i wanna hop on that rap boat
But that ship has now
Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she
when you go
But when I go
I'm antagonizing the show again
Grabbing mics I am vulgar and
Classified as a chauvinist
Asinine inappropriate
Rapper, writer,
right
But maybe soon
Ill make her proud
Making legal money with my music
While I move the crowd
But now I gotta struggle
Day by night and night by
If I had the magical powers
To redo all the things, most people have written
And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again
I
made right here
God made a nightmare
For demons to all fear
I might go off here
I might be top tier
But when the horn blows I'm tryna be right there
When
calling home
But it's where nobody knows
I dial with my phone
It rings until the voicemail it goes
And when I cannot here your voice it's to the stu' that I
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner
Ballin
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
hold me, they only just holding resentment
Get out my way, remember I was just about done with the rap shit cause the rap shit Wasn't getting shit paid
and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted
pronouns and I’ma kill you with verbs
For my brother I go stupid, if you know what I mean
Set ya’ block on fire with gasoline
Put in work with the chopper
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