EGO UP

Trying to ball and they call me a bad sport It's not my fault that it's gon' be a violation If you step foot in my back court If you want to run your mouth, just spit it to your girl She can tell me down south while I camcord If you really got a problem with me Then why I see you listening to my shit? I got the stats boy Yuh, yuh If it's a tussle you want to get in Then you better get a weapon 'Cause it's about to get foul I can make it rain bullets like I'm shooting from the clouds There's plenty time for peace when you resting in the ground Greatness vibrating around me, surround sound The hounds took me in, now I constantly growl It seems like I only make noise when I howl I only feel alive when I'm off the loud What would have happened if I never deleted those verses? Never replaced them with alternate versions They put you on the spot, they like "spit a freestyle" But you just forget what the fuck you rehearsing I hear the crowd scream as I reach for the curtain It's that one dream got me tossing and turning So close to earning the shit that I'm yearning I sneeze like I'm blessed but I'm just allergic Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up There's levels to this shit like Floyd Mayweather's crib right? Wrong, is the shit that I do for certain Fuck around turn a person into a sermon My flows hot but I'm cold Ice dripping down my curtains My rooms like a freezer, this shits immersive Yo chick so thirsty, I swerve on that bitch like Lambo mercy, lambo mercy My team reign supreme, got the laser light beam Don't pose for the flash 'cause we ain't saying cheese If they want beef, turn it Adam and Eve 'Cause we gon' be the only ones left that can breathe I step like it's hopscotch Pop like pop rocks Paint that boy shirt red like I'm Bob Ross Let the squad finish the job like I got lobs Married to the game, I'm a in-law to outlaws I'm crazy, Chrisean Rock on crack rock I got the key to her throat, open the jaw lock I'm gassed up like I just went through a pit stop Writers block, just like R-Kelly, I'm pissed off You're in trouble 'cause I'm back Best in the game and that's just a fact How the fuck you gon' make it through the whole album If I'm this dangerous on this one track Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up Yuh, I'm just interested How you don't got no introspective Like a mirror you need reflection I ain't just carried these burdens I bench pressed them That's right hoe Spazzed so much I think I got a migraine I'm too tight mayne, well that's my blame Just trying to blow up in this timeframe I only get one shot like a lightweight I'm titanium, matter fact vibranium Me to the game like a shirt dipped in paint I'm staying in it Airhead, so much up space up in your cranium I might move in, stay, and just pay the rent Grit my teeth and clench No nuts that's harder than mine, I don't need a wrench If you wanna get by, got to be the best I'm so fly, all the hoes be staring me Trying to give me that eyeful like I'm French She undressed, trying to flash on me like press I'm Impressed, by the large size of those breasts So let's get together You got the milk and I got the bread So we never ever have to go shopping again My egos drenched in sin That's what this song is the ode to, like oxygen Drunk off your love, you my hydroxy ting You a monster and I'm kind of like a servant to your apothican Now baby I'm trying to be real though I'm a weirdo, but I'm kind of real dope Blowing real smoke, puffing that indo Right through the window of the benzo, hold up Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up, ego up Ego up, ego up, ego up My ego up Last verse for y'all this one time though I'm fly like I'm Falco I might hit you with that wombo combo This is the last time you underestimate me you drongo I move like Griselda Blanco You move like you wearing a blindfold She said don't kiss and tell, so I fucked and yelled It's a thin line, I rode a bicycle over the tightrope Not even a hydro dam match my flow man Rappers going broke like it's my fault, damn I go ham, emit voltage, amps You trick, you get shot like a sniper clan Fuck, and you know that it's up Fucking around with the wizard I'm sipping the potions, I hocus and pocus Avada Kedavra, the stick leave you slump I'm winning the Triwizard cup I had to kill these snakes, no Severus Slithering in my circle, get 'em and Grab the snitch like quidditch And bust their melon in And Anthony Fantano gon' get it if he rate this below a 10 Make another album, hop in the booth and just go again And I'm in it like I never left And your name stay not ringing like a count of 10 with a ref In the booth like a chef, 'cause I cook and I'm out of breath And the roof on the coupe had a sudden death It got chopped like a guillotine, R-I-P Ego up, but it go down in the 3 If we beef I wouldn't want to be you 'Cause I know damn well I'd want to be My ego up