Lyrics:
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
paint change, every time I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Making a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whip
no cause that's a no-no
When I be smellin the funk of my flow, jo
I'm pumpin this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, then say haha
Take titles
(that you need)
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki')
used to grind for days all night (all night)
now I check my boys Bob P
everybody in the party wit dens
BDI get on the mic and put ya people in the trance
Take one glance, one look, BDI open up the book
And give a title, it's
competing for the title ain’t worthy
You see I’m slipping in my closet coz my dripping is aquatic
I could’ve went to college instead I became historic
And hope that you get it
Call it underrated but still highly favoured by the greatest
No debate it but no accolades on the work that you making
No
through the fire blind
Sinking pit with my cards declined
My potential's undefined
Influential by design
Got a grip on the fact that I can never look back
Divisoria ng mga five-six
11/11 sale, gusto pa five gives
Tapos kung mag rap pa, parang title sa Pinayflix
Ginataang petchay ang alay ni Menggay
Hindi rin
I’m up
I’m getting checks
Ouyyyyy Dance
On them
I feel like going Viral
Jamming I got this
The Champ
I go by that title
They didn’t know I was
at him first
I was born on the third, get that check by the first
Say they want smoke, but that shit sound absurd
Blowing that shit like I ain't got no
Soaping, Moping
Everybody seems to want
A seat with the bacon
But blanket feet aren't
worn by the taken
Gotta feed er
Water
Everything will be fine
Never
shop at Cumberland
I'm a grown-up, still ridin' with the punishment
Ridin' with a switch, slid it by the belt
Sosa got the bags, got rich off of deps
anything
Promising I would never go
Back by any means
I stole kale from the whole foods
I was broke but bougie
Pockets bulging out my coat too
I took off
Wouldn't you like to know, Weatherboy
Ay
Ella le gusta mis ojos, but don't want the title
Look good en los fotos, con ella es vital
Play music with
respect for time and place
Always late but find a way
Want to plan for dinner but by noon lil' bitch my life could change
Said you sick of drowning but
a man; stood near eight feet tall
Touched the very sky
And whenever he walked by
He made all the grown men look so small
But all the gray haired wrestlers
sleeping at?
In the bedroom
In what bedroom?
There's two houses right by the laundry- thing. And it's in one of those houses
But you're
some whites lookin' like Cheaper by the Dozen
The movie title
Sit back watch my money do Tai-Bo
Sprinter van with the suicide fuckin' doors
Every nigga
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
you couldn't be saved by John the Pope
Money is the bible, couldn't care about a idol
If you're goin' for the title than it's kinda suicidal
Cause
[song title: Deep Inside My Heart]
Well, itís a dark and foggy night in the valley of my heart
With emotions flowing like a stream
Shallow
wax
Ah one new dance weh Chi Ching find again
Ah run the street and the lane and 'round di the bend
Way Up! Ah di name and di title
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