歌词
Fuck. It
Never heard of me your loss
Tryna take a turn at the game
**** doorknob
Sleepin on a **** like
These **** really morons
Fuck it lets convince
Let em know why flamez on
Is the flow
Or is he speaking truth
I'm feeding the proof
To the booth
I ain't worried bout loot
And I ain't worried bout you
I'm in my own lane
Constantly watching the weakest
And realest actors achieve fame
So I'm on my own
Tippy top of the throne
Brand it stone
**** ain't permanent **** calone
Meaning they fragrance
Shitty asf
And the bars that they spitting ain't nutting to to us
So I must bust
Pushing the thrust
In my rhymes I'm keep the trust
Real music I lust
An I ain't stopping it
Always consistent
Steady dropping hits
On the apex but
Still I'm feeling like I ain't toppin shit
Like bitch ****
Swallow this rich liquor
You a ditch digger looking for
Bitches with 6 figure
How you figure you the best
Rookies killing the vets
To earn they stripes on the back of the vest
Don't disrespect
Or tht tech gone fly
Then soul gone fly
That a portion of the fraction
Watch it multiply
Killing emcee
Leaving they throat
Kinda empty
Filthy wen I b spitting sum simple
But got plenty of that
Shit you know I got plenty of that raps
Meant plenty of facts
Never speaking fake shit
Aimt fucking with that
Keep it lit
Like we sparking the match
Take a hit of the potion
Ain't no sparking back
I'm kinda harder
Feeling like water
Attacking your daughter
Having bitches everywhere feel like
Otters n shit
Departed the clips
The clips are fuckin flows that I spit
It's kinda simple if you part of the skit
But you know me knot me
These **** got it twisted
Off the drugs
Now a **** Really feel his
Soul lifting like x2
Written by: Sadiq Ralliford