Art of War

Modern day Picasso Paint ya block woe I'm off the syrup, like Roscoes Kicking in ya door I ain't got no time to blow I ain't got no time to give Pop a pain I'm tryna kill Out of line I need to chill What's the deal What's the number Block hotter than the summer Gotta get it no wonder Block hotter than a oven Keep on hollering 'bout you want it All that talking lead to nothing All that gassing why you front No shot, no jumper It's a part of me It's a part of me It's a part of me My whole life's dream I'mma tragedy So aparently I'mma problem to them hoes Who can't handle me Feel like I won't ever fold Why you at your knees Feel the truth is untold Don't know what you mean Feel like Michelangelo Smoking Cali dope Riding thru the Calliope, with Calicos Finna sell my soul I ain't got no where to go I ain't got no where to live In my heart a battlefield Out my mind I need to chill Whats the real, what the bubble Whole life be on shuffle Tryna chill, no wonder Whole life be on struggle I'mma get it all hustle Come thru gripping all muscle Catch me sipping on something No tussin no wonder It's a part of me It's a part of me It's a part of me My whole life's dream I'mma tragedy So aparently I'mma problem to them hoes who can't handle me Feel like I won't ever fold Why you at your knees Feel the truth is untold Don't know what you mean Feel like Donatello Sipping purple hoe Don't know what you know, but I bet you won't Ever let it show I ain't got no one to owe I ain't got no fuck to give Out of life just tryna live All this grinding like a Smith What the biz, on my hustle I can't kick it with you suckers Got me feeling like something I can't kick it with you nothings I'mma flip it, tryna bustle No slipping no fumbles Got me pluged in like a puzzle Finger itching who want it, ah