Lyrics

Sick N*gga! Sick N*gga! (Yeah) Right? Bout' time for a n***a to drop right Come watch me paint my dreams On your front screen and build a cult, right Come watch me take the fleet up on The lead as I proceed to flood the feeds With governed needs To flipping bars from flipping weed Knock the yakub to his knees I had to come and feed the fiends N****s bleed recycled war Since poppa popped his seed You say you hot? I'm from where n****s known to Drop degrees and come and check Your temperature and turn your name Up into trees N***a if C' say we plotting, we on it Press a button n***a when I decide to Crush an opponent with potents See you found your name and Now turned to a token Feel like superman smoking flower Bomb with a Lois n***a Said I do it on my own If they try to sell me B*tch I'm God body What Nip' Say? f*ck what you tell me Had to face the world and pass The testing for my blessings On the chin i took my lessons Poke my chest and ain't no stressing My mama had to stretch it She told me be a soldier Get up in that booth and just get loose And n***a you better stretch it Last time I checked a n***a Had dedication Rep that growth develop When I'm tying my blue laces I can't help but fantasize and Visualize about blue faces, n***a That's why I empathize Uncivilized from my location Can you pitch with loaded bases That type of pressure cutting n****s Off the diamond I know you don't embody God I had to clip the fireman Dawg, this ain't no Skittles making Riddles off this violence Now they at your funerals They playing little violins Sh*t get real vial when The corners get to dialing 1,000 deaths they piling Number one question What they call you where you from I can't help but feel chosen B*tch I know that I'm the one, n***a Said I do it on my own If they try to sell me B*tch I'm God body What Nip' Say? f*ck what you tell me
Writer(s): Orlando Ruiz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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