The Invitation Prod.
Phokused
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Oh, and Highlife be the gang too And ain't no jumpin' then Look, guess what? I'm on my grimey shit And it's the perfect time for it Parallel to me, boy, you know them lines Can not coexist? Who cold as this must have no clue who the f*ck Phokused is Picture perfect flow and I'm just shootin' like a motion flick The notion is, I whip these verses up up on some potion shit The way I ride the beat, they should just let me drive the boat for this I'm gloating, bitch, cause every time I rap, Lord, I be snappin' like When you lose your train of thought and tryin' to get it back in See, I get it off the front and the back end You can see her ass from the front and the back end If you from the hood, you know your ass better back in And keep the tooly clutched for any type of fuckin' action All this cappin' from these rappers got me so appalled I mean, the actin' great, give them a round of applause And all I speak is facts, if I wrote it, man, I said it and I did it And I'm quick to bop a nigga, but I ain't talkin' about diddy Let's get it, I'm borderline crazy, stability tippin' on the fence I'm an evil genius with psychosomatic gangsta shit This shit be so effortless, the shit y'all put y'all effort in is evident You could be next to me and still ain't next to this Next to blow, plus I got more gas than Texaco Got the coldest flow, this verse honestly like three below All I know is Saucin' on the track like Ragu by a train Came up off of QP and some Oils, but I ain't buy a thang Look, trap jumpin' like I gotti show Tryin' to come for mine, sayonara, then it's adios I used to have some dreams, I make green right there by a boat Now I make the green off the schemes bitch just check to flow Ayy, I'm cold in the summer, so you can call me an igloo My choppers pistol poppin' and knock you out your Evsu Now everybody claimin' a gangsta, so you a G2 Where bullets get to bouncin' your body and make you see through Lookin' like you see me, but man, I'm like see who Talkin' like a killer, gon' make me choke slam and beat you I cross your holy body, baptize you and make you peaceful I gotta recite my verses in tongues like it was Hebrew So be cool, cause I'm too intelligent for this whilin My mama taught me courage and honor, nothing but guidance But hangin around my niggas, I'm arrogant, full of violence I hate them bitches talkin', you get around and they silent A full-time hustler, so addicted to grindin I flip back in motion, I'm lazy, boy, I recline it Haters get motivation, that's why I'm drippin' and shinin Tryna stack all these bills and maybe buy me a island
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