Lyrics

Touch of this Midas it's so divine Got titles on titles there's nothing like you Got rivals on rivals they wanna spite you The hearts of the frail you see I've been impaired with something that I failed to see was running Right into me It's giving me Harsh vibes so pardon the harsh delivery Yeah They shade my eyes when I'm looking far So I dip my hands in they cookie jar Uh I think I'm Cassius when I'm hooking off Think I'm Malcolm Bobby flay without the cook involved They see the gods see the demons in me They see the friend then see the Judas see the caesar in me They see the hero see the villains at peace See the leader see the idi amin Need the sight but I'm too tired to see Needed heart who gon supply it but me I used to dream but I'm to conscience to sleep I'm just a winner too involved in his streak I'm just a shepherd that's surrounded by sheep Pound for pound I was engineered To destroy and to interfere Ignite the love and instill the fear Felt the vibes heard it crystal clear Gave em pain they was well aware Traded smoke for some fresher air Sported fits I would never wear Read from scripts that just weren't for me Narrator I just tell the story Yeah I came farther than most Bow our heads we should all take a toast We done came a long way from being hard headed starving and broke To being over booked evolved and approached With many offerings Off em if they ain't honoring Part of the table to every seed I been harvesting Still being modest I lob this ball out of pocket With every truth they be hiding and Hand it off to the audience To every plain I been conquering They been heavy as Tonka trucks to a toddler A tricycle to a Chevy And 20 cents to a dollar I take the slightest of sounds and I make them louder I change the weather and let it rain What goes in my head and stays Gets put on a center stage A penny for your thoughts them niggas fall for like anything I ran the ball from 80 yards I'm coming for every ring Heisman in my masters jacket drip when my celly ring Don't trip if I don't answer You know the devils not a dancer And I ain't swaying my Js with ya two left feet I just be playing my place And they just follow my lead And they just follow my
Writer(s): Javier F Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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