Last Writes
Niggas wanna see me pass
Cuz da shadow I cast is so vast
All the shit I've amassed
All the bitches I've bagged
All the digits the cash
And I ain't one for horn tooting
But I was born to do this
Billy Bop taught producing
I was more than his student
Absorbed all of the music forcing me to pursue it
Thoughts being congruent
Since a truant I been fluent
N still ain't got a clue wtf niggas been doing
Recording wit Ray Chew
When u was amateur night booing
Shouts to Touch Dirty
Who scooped the boy up early
U mothafuckas deserve me
Wit some nerve
Jimmy Henchmen tried to curve me
I kinda think he deserved 30
Wherever u first heard me for the very first time
It's only gettin worse
I've been dope since my first lines
Thinking back upon the time I recorded my first rhyme
And I ain't neva heard da record
But I'm damn sure I wrecked it
Niggas wanna see me dead, wanna carry my body
Watch my soul go in a hole, throw sum dirt up on me
Niggas smile up in ya face when u know that they're phony
Niggas wanna see me flop, they pray that I stop
Neva thought u see the day that I wud to this spot
Neva thought u see the day that I wud get to this gwap
And I will neva eva, neva eva STOP
I told the flow don't fail me
Or to this cross they gon nail me
WTF they cud tell me
DA's tried to jail me
Niggas never bailed me
Jack boys tryna tail me
When I see em niggas hail me
I been broke I been wealthy
I been sick I been healthy
Niggas been felt me... Bitches too
Since middle school I been spittin jewels
N case u didn't knew I'm a different dude
From the shit u listen to
No I'm not dissin dudes
I'm not in a position too
Gimme a minute I'll be in it
Don't get ur shit confused
I ain't got shit to lose
Except the game n my good name
Dashes wit wood grain, status n hood fame
Rap is a good thing
But the fetti breeds envy n jealousy
Anybody ever been petty to me is practically dead to me
N I will never sleep til they burn me in effigy
Niggas wanna see me dead, wanna carry my body
Watch my soul go in a hole, throw sum dirt up on me
Niggas smile up in ya face when u know that they're phony
Niggas wanna see me flop, they pray that I stop
Neva thought u see the day that I wud to this spot
Neva thought u see the day that I wud get to this gwap
And I will neva eva, neva eva STOP
Cuz da shadow I cast is so vast
All the shit I've amassed
All the bitches I've bagged
All the digits the cash
And I ain't one for horn tooting
But I was born to do this
Billy Bop taught producing
I was more than his student
Absorbed all of the music forcing me to pursue it
Thoughts being congruent
Since a truant I been fluent
N still ain't got a clue wtf niggas been doing
Recording wit Ray Chew
When u was amateur night booing
Shouts to Touch Dirty
Who scooped the boy up early
U mothafuckas deserve me
Wit some nerve
Jimmy Henchmen tried to curve me
I kinda think he deserved 30
Wherever u first heard me for the very first time
It's only gettin worse
I've been dope since my first lines
Thinking back upon the time I recorded my first rhyme
And I ain't neva heard da record
But I'm damn sure I wrecked it
Niggas wanna see me dead, wanna carry my body
Watch my soul go in a hole, throw sum dirt up on me
Niggas smile up in ya face when u know that they're phony
Niggas wanna see me flop, they pray that I stop
Neva thought u see the day that I wud to this spot
Neva thought u see the day that I wud get to this gwap
And I will neva eva, neva eva STOP
I told the flow don't fail me
Or to this cross they gon nail me
WTF they cud tell me
DA's tried to jail me
Niggas never bailed me
Jack boys tryna tail me
When I see em niggas hail me
I been broke I been wealthy
I been sick I been healthy
Niggas been felt me... Bitches too
Since middle school I been spittin jewels
N case u didn't knew I'm a different dude
From the shit u listen to
No I'm not dissin dudes
I'm not in a position too
Gimme a minute I'll be in it
Don't get ur shit confused
I ain't got shit to lose
Except the game n my good name
Dashes wit wood grain, status n hood fame
Rap is a good thing
But the fetti breeds envy n jealousy
Anybody ever been petty to me is practically dead to me
N I will never sleep til they burn me in effigy
Niggas wanna see me dead, wanna carry my body
Watch my soul go in a hole, throw sum dirt up on me
Niggas smile up in ya face when u know that they're phony
Niggas wanna see me flop, they pray that I stop
Neva thought u see the day that I wud to this spot
Neva thought u see the day that I wud get to this gwap
And I will neva eva, neva eva STOP
Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Hunter
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