Lyrics:
I'm relapsing
I said I was done with that Tec and the Act'
We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it
We take it all and finess a nigga
We can
the magnetic attraction
And its time for some grid
Iron rap, action-packed grudge match
Tough act to follow, hard copy novel throw you off
colors
Tick tacks on round wire
Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
Late, by act of Congress and blue all the way to Forest Park
And this
head.
You act like you don't have a care in your bed.
Th lights are on,
There's no one home,
It scares you to death.
You stamp on anyone who
delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who
a motherfucking H-2 tank up
Get ya bank up (yeah) who you rank up
Get off his dick and get you a brick (woo)
We done seen every John Woo flick
So act like
My ex is not a factor
Of why I am a rapper
But she is the reason of why I'm an actor
I act like a like you then I ghost you like I'm casper
Sure I'm
up Nine)
managed 28 groups, what they cooked was mines
Niggas want to act fly, we forced to hit 'em up
(and we just sold y'all a brick in code, so
Aye, aye boutta check the tags on em yea
Put it in the bag put a stamp on it yea
Been too long you been gone for the year
Now you come my way cuz
Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some shit with Missy
So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get
You can haunt any house by yourself
Be a man or a mouse by yourself
You can act like a king on a thrown
There are lots of things that you can do
put a Stamp on the Bitch no Indirect message
know how im coming you know how im Stepping you get Stepped if you Pressed
I just pray it dont get
a whole hoe
Any word out my mouth I'mma stamp it black
You follow the wave so I stamp it wack
I told you back mu-fuckity back
You can't chill cause your
I was a star before having the fame
Polo baby on my VVs chain
They never knew me put stamps on my name
Ain’t goin nowhere I’m engraved in the game
continent
Start the trend no compliment
Tried to catch up but my mind is messed up
I hope you never get caught trying to act up
First of all I tried to say I
supersaiyan
Betta catch up, down a hill in a rolling pin
Stamp that back
Straight killed this track
Hold up DJ, nigga run that back
Nigga Stamp that back
Quit pretending like that pussy fire
You bucket-head bitch that pussy need to retire
Section 8 food-stamp eating name Maria
Sucking dick to hit
in class
I can send you cookies to other side of the world and attack some stamps on it
I carve an adress, I write "death" on it, because I am
in denial
Balling in North London, Adebayor
I'm balling in North London like Cazorla
Stamp stamp on my passport I just crossed another border
Oi! DPD,
plan
Look at my mood
Make them hoes dance
I get em loose
I get em amped
Baby I'm cool
Go check the stamp
Do what I choose
Never I can't
Camera keep
This is not an act, but I'm posted like a stamp, stamp
You gon knock me out? Why you not the champ, champ
King, no vamp, vamp
But that's who I am, am
We
ain't hit the ocean with me
Just got back from DR Best trip ever i can stamp that
Cuzo and sis show em where your stamp at
Pacific or Atlantic ni77a
the pistons, oouu
Make a bad bitch go missing ay
Make a bad bitch go missing
You don't really wanna act up
Glock named hulk you don't wanna feel the smash huh
When my album drop
That shit gonn' sound like an audio book,
Yeh,
So you can act like you not gonna look,
Then go and listen like you read me,
See
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