Pluto never should've gave me this beat A V X P steady bringing the heat Summer wavin yea the audio steep Guess it's time that I start killing the weak Guess it's time that I start killing the weak Everybody gotta come on to see Come up the arc watch me pull up the 3 Sum up the charts it ain't nothing till Mr. Are, cross out the E Lot of ya thinking you know the man Straight disrespectful please understand Thinking I climaxed when on the sand Yea that's on the ground, that's where I now stand Which means I can't land, which means I can't fall Which mean I'm boutta blow, which means I'm boutta grow My come up comin and you gonna know Boutta show off for a minute Hit em with a little little bit literal fast flow Getting all attention not givin giving no pass bro Everybody thinking they working harder than me? Listen cus I'm far fixing,never broken don't sleep Yea I spend most time mixing but that don't mean anything Lyrical exercise still finding pens to ink Black sky's around me Pluto told me gotta come clean Seasons gon' be how they gon' be Time to put out all that is me Gotta drop all the tracks that I seem To have in the vault it's time release Told him he's right I guess it's on me Felt like it's not the time but now IMA Boutta pull up watch me get up on a roll Everybody boutta fall guarantee that's factual Word to mom's I can never let my feelings kill my flow Oh put the radio AR's having his show I don't really think they understand the fact of the matter Latter climbing is happening spit and your bones will shatter Automatically radically hate is filled to capacity Cus the haters attacking me see me winning They trying to salvage any possibility of killing me, deleting me They disagree to make appease so please excuse The silly witty gritty filthy pretty busy tricky sticky Never itty bitty A and R I'm done scouting really Oh my goodness, doubt me and I will get stupid Who puts the time in their music, sounds Like nobody is doing, anything Like I am doing, the flow is so shifty and fluid All of you better back up I ain't playing You thinking I'm prideful but God in me saying No weapons that's formed will do damage So really what can all you say to me? Every second, that I'm breathin Is a blessin, is a reason For me to keep on stretchin, in the season Keep on pressin, keep repeating Gotta lock in, no other option Ain't no stoppin, let's get it poppin Everybody gotta take a back seat now Cus really Ima take the charge but I'm no convict Really really oh my god, sick of phonies Oh my god, bound to see them oh my god, I'll defeat em Oh my god, what you doing oh my god, I'll do it better oh my god
Written by: AARON RUPERTO
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