Crown & Belt (feat. Tha God Fahim)

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You have haters for a reason, bro
I hate to say it but I see you've made to speaking though
It's lacking flavor, see me pucker my lips
Go back to basics, that "every time I suffer, I spit"
See me bum off my digits, a bit of rubbish want in
I wish my cousins were in this bitch, they'd be bumping my shit
Got to rub off the Benjamins, didn't forget the pandemic
Get some money and tell all your bitches "f*ck off my dick"
Feel you found joy when you repping faker art
Like a proud boy when he pull the racial card
I gotta take regards to the bullshit that you pushing
Made it far with this bullshit that you pushing
Oh shit, on my hoe shit, about to tap in
Your skill semi-automatic like a MAC-10
Back bend, spray it, don't say it, no patience
Face it
You play with me, you ain't playing safe
Remember trapping, pushing past, carrying 38s
Living by the guidelines of hustlers
We coming first and they know they can't touch us
I'm standing on my square firm
Any negativity, you gotta let it burn
I'm minding my business, ain't no concern
You want to level up? You got to wait your turn
I'm in love with my product
I represent hip-hop, it's in my conduct
Ain't nothing funny when your time's up
You want to hate on me? You better line up
You want to battle me? You better sign up
I'm at the ladder of success, I'm finna climb up
I'm finna climb up, I'm finna climb
Ride around in that motherfucker, been zoned in the sounds
Main make a play in the whip
Talk down on a motherfucker, get thrown to the ground, say
"Bitch, I was made in this shit"
All eyes on a motherfucker, dial tone with the pound, said f*ck a voicemail
All rise for that motherfucker, I know he allowed, don't let your boys trail
Sounds all around, he aloof and he dumbfound
Belt with a crown, bit of soup with the dump gawd
No bubblegum shit, this a lump sum wad
Only write pulp like I spit from a kumquat
Young gods, never met, connect through hip-hop
Do not break a sweat, collect or get got
Roll up on the check, don't let the bliss stop
Every time he hit the REC, it just a pit stop
I'm elite and my poetry is deep
I put the beat in a headlock and go to sleep
A beast, no hibernation, imma feast
With rhymes on my leash, all Fahim know is "eat"
I put the microphone in grief
The wounds puncture deep and the boof uncomplete
I put the microphone in grief
The wounds puncture deep and the boof uncomplete
I let it beaucoup down and I pass it down
We can't hang around on it, you's a clown
I pay dues all the time in the underground
Now it's all about the Benjis, time to double down
We wish forever, ain't nothing gonna change that
So you can put a crown and belt where my name at
Fact, nothing gonna change that
Put a crown and belt where my name at

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