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The Invitation Prod.
by Phokused
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Oh, and Highlife be the gang too And ain't no jumpin' then
Look, guess what? I'm on my grimey shit And it's the perfect time for it
Parallel to me, boy, you know them lines Can not coexist? Who cold as this
must have no clue who the fuck Phokused is
Picture perfect flow and I'm just shootin' like a motion flick
The notion is, I whip these verses up up on some potion shit
The way I ride the beat, they should just let me drive the boat for this
I'm gloating, bitch, cause every time I rap, Lord, I be snappin' like
When you lose your train of thought and tryin' to get it back in
See, I get it off the front and the back end
You can see her ass from the front and the back end
If you from the hood, you know your ass better back in
And keep the tooly clutched for any type of fuckin' action
All this cappin' from these rappers got me so appalled
I mean, the actin' great, give them a round of applause
And all I speak is facts, if I wrote it, man, I said it and I did it
And I'm quick to bop a nigga, but I ain't talkin' about diddy
Let's get it, I'm borderline crazy, stability tippin' on the fence
I'm an evil genius with psychosomatic gangsta shit
This shit be so effortless, the shit y'all put y'all effort in is evident
You could be next to me and still ain't next to this
Next to blow, plus I got more gas than Texaco
Got the coldest flow, this verse honestly like three below
All I know is Saucin' on the track like Ragu by a train
Came up off of QP and some Oils, but I ain't buy a thang
Look, trap jumpin' like I gotti show
Tryin' to come for mine, sayonara, then it's adios
I used to have some dreams, I make green right there by a boat
Now I make the green off the schemes bitch just check to flow
Ayy, I'm cold in the summer, so you can call me an igloo
My choppers pistol poppin' and knock you out your Evsu
Now everybody claimin' a gangsta, so you a G2
Where bullets get to bouncin' your body and make you see through
Lookin' like you see me, but man, I'm like see who
Talkin' like a killer, gon' make me choke slam and beat you
I cross your holy body, baptize you and make you peaceful
I gotta recite my verses in tongues like it was Hebrew
So be cool, cause I'm too intelligent for this whilin
My mama taught me courage and honor, nothing but guidance
But hangin around my niggas, I'm arrogant, full of violence
I hate them bitches talkin', you get around and they silent
A full-time hustler, so addicted to grindin
I flip back in motion, I'm lazy, boy, I recline it
Haters get motivation, that's why I'm drippin' and shinin
Tryna stack all these bills and maybe buy me a island
Oh, and Highlife be the gang too And ain't no jumpin' then
Look, guess what? I'm on my grimey shit And it's the perfect time for it
Parallel to me, boy, you know them lines Can not coexist? Who cold as this
must have no clue who the fuck Phokused is
Picture perfect flow and I'm just shootin' like a motion flick
The notion is, I whip these verses up up on some potion shit
The way I ride the beat, they should just let me drive the boat for this
I'm gloating, bitch, cause every time I rap, Lord, I be snappin' like
When you lose your train of thought and tryin' to get it back in
See, I get it off the front and the back end
You can see her ass from the front and the back end
If you from the hood, you know your ass better back in
And keep the tooly clutched for any type of fuckin' action
All this cappin' from these rappers got me so appalled
I mean, the actin' great, give them a round of applause
And all I speak is facts, if I wrote it, man, I said it and I did it
And I'm quick to bop a nigga, but I ain't talkin' about diddy
Let's get it, I'm borderline crazy, stability tippin' on the fence
I'm an evil genius with psychosomatic gangsta shit
This shit be so effortless, the shit y'all put y'all effort in is evident
You could be next to me and still ain't next to this
Next to blow, plus I got more gas than Texaco
Got the coldest flow, this verse honestly like three below
All I know is Saucin' on the track like Ragu by a train
Came up off of QP and some Oils, but I ain't buy a thang
Look, trap jumpin' like I gotti show
Tryin' to come for mine, sayonara, then it's adios
I used to have some dreams, I make green right there by a boat
Now I make the green off the schemes bitch just check to flow
Ayy, I'm cold in the summer, so you can call me an igloo
My choppers pistol poppin' and knock you out your Evsu
Now everybody claimin' a gangsta, so you a G2
Where bullets get to bouncin' your body and make you see through
Lookin' like you see me, but man, I'm like see who
Talkin' like a killer, gon' make me choke slam and beat you
I cross your holy body, baptize you and make you peaceful
I gotta recite my verses in tongues like it was Hebrew
So be cool, cause I'm too intelligent for this whilin
My mama taught me courage and honor, nothing but guidance
But hangin around my niggas, I'm arrogant, full of violence
I hate them bitches talkin', you get around and they silent
A full-time hustler, so addicted to grindin
I flip back in motion, I'm lazy, boy, I recline it
Haters get motivation, that's why I'm drippin' and shinin
Tryna stack all these bills and maybe buy me a island
