Lyrics

They should call me Socrates with the philosophy got to be Bro said he wann' drop a bop wit me Not for free! Properly slide me that guap for feats Got to feed my seeds you copy me Ok then rock wit me As I keep dropping these Jewels round the clock like a watch on freeze I ain't no cop but I'm lockin these Bars on they head til they coppin pleas Itchin to dog em I got the fleas Spittin that raw like I got disease I see a throne that I got to seize But even though more importantly I got some people I got to lead You laying up like a finger roll? I need C Notes like a singer though I'm making classics like "Figaro" I got some gas in my cigar rolled Passion I'm bleeding in those Masterpieces I wrote Stacks and G's for my quotes Actually reaching my goals Speak what I know If I take ya wifey she gone I'm like a chain at her neck wit my charm Bitch I'm the goat I should be on a farm Bitch I'm the goat I wrote this in a barn I'm taking over like ring the alarm If I step on ya neck I don't mean you no harm I need a check and I learned that from Shawn "Carter" Shout out to Carter my son Yes I'm a father I had to go farther So ima go harder, been training like MARTA Legend but deadly like Sparta I put 300 her garter Now she wann' drink me like water I got the sauce like it's tartar Schooling these rappers like charter Pay me in cash I don't barter Don't even ask and don't bother My kids can't eat off no favors So I got flavors, I cannot save ya yuh Show you the way but can't pave ya Bitch I was braver now I do it major While they just plagiarize all the players Run it like mayor crazy like Ye yuh Don't make me slay ya Best day your prayer Look in the mirror and this what I say "Stop playin round wit these niggas get a milli sold" Shit in my "blood" I'm the "billy" goat Let em take credit for shit that I really wrote So tryna play me that would be silly bro Master my craft like a warlock (mmm) I kick it down like the door locked (mmm) I'll be on top and that's off top (mmm) Spittin that cure like a cough drop (mmm) 2020 see me in a Porsche drop No excuses Only thing I'm making is more guap Taking over the game each tour stop Dog watch I put in work when all of that talk stop They be on instagram I'm not the photo type I am the prototype I plan to go far I, handle these bars like I'm on a motor bike Thought she was my type that's a typo I gamble with my life on a tight rope Now that I'm hype she wanna Skype though I don't even like hoes This dick for my wife though You heard what I said? I put em to bed This my goodnight flow Please turn the lights low Finna go psycho Had to cut the dead weight talking bout lipo I go H-A-R-D It'll break your teeth if you bite though May we all reach for the sky no Longer screaming for survival But keep reaching for the dreams that you see when your eyes closed (Yeah) Be you and that's when your light shows Copy, and that's when your life froze Realize, they ain't ever made nobody else like those Only the candid ones get branded Hope you get the picture that I'm painting why pose? Whoooo! Socrates with the philosophy Ahhh! Just be yourself Be YOU-nique It's a super power YEEET!
Writer(s): Carlton Carvalho Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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