Atm
gone off that winter flow
Rappers on my plate
I just eat them up like dinner Yo
Fronted on me when I was broke
I don't remember those
God sent but
I wasn't born in December though
My flow so pivotal
got them shitting like pigeons do
Contemplating the lyricals
im ready to spit at you
Yeah, so step in to the Lions Den
If you feel you stand tall
I'm a slay Goliath then
Dudes want to stare
Because they know they chick will
I'm a take a chill pill before I have to kill bill
This beats getting fried
because you know I got the skill it's
Dead for the Chill shit im handling business
Rarebreeds the click and you know it
Find me where the smoke is
We puffing that potent (haha)
Might snatch the chick that your holding
That's because I like the pussy tight
even though I'm claustrophobic (Chill)
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop my incredible green
They plotting
Trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated
t-t-t-telling machines
Understand these words
I'm sounding like chris to you
What I got tucked
will have you sweating in a chicken coop
What I say be rubbing them wrong
like a blind masseuse
My flow fit tighter
than a NYC condom do
Killing every pussy in your Fam
like a monster do
Dudes say they flow is so cold
But Yo that's common too
I got the driver for any hottie
that's trying to screw
I been grinding bringing fire to cyphers
since I'm a youth
I'm a humble fuck puffing hucklebuck
what the fuck is up
I'm a knuckle up nigga
because your luck is up
Since jeepers creepers
want to be sneakers I scuff them up
Get your top lip busted
black eyes and concussions yup
Keep my friends close
and my enemies closer
But homies in my rear view
got me wishing we was closer
You could get your cap popped
who want a flat soda
I'm spitting and I'm pimping
watch my hustle and flow you (chill)
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop
my incredible green
They plotting
trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated
t-t-t-telling machines
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop
my incredible green
They plotting
trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated t-t-t-telling machines
Rappers on my plate
I just eat them up like dinner Yo
Fronted on me when I was broke
I don't remember those
God sent but
I wasn't born in December though
My flow so pivotal
got them shitting like pigeons do
Contemplating the lyricals
im ready to spit at you
Yeah, so step in to the Lions Den
If you feel you stand tall
I'm a slay Goliath then
Dudes want to stare
Because they know they chick will
I'm a take a chill pill before I have to kill bill
This beats getting fried
because you know I got the skill it's
Dead for the Chill shit im handling business
Rarebreeds the click and you know it
Find me where the smoke is
We puffing that potent (haha)
Might snatch the chick that your holding
That's because I like the pussy tight
even though I'm claustrophobic (Chill)
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop my incredible green
They plotting
Trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated
t-t-t-telling machines
Understand these words
I'm sounding like chris to you
What I got tucked
will have you sweating in a chicken coop
What I say be rubbing them wrong
like a blind masseuse
My flow fit tighter
than a NYC condom do
Killing every pussy in your Fam
like a monster do
Dudes say they flow is so cold
But Yo that's common too
I got the driver for any hottie
that's trying to screw
I been grinding bringing fire to cyphers
since I'm a youth
I'm a humble fuck puffing hucklebuck
what the fuck is up
I'm a knuckle up nigga
because your luck is up
Since jeepers creepers
want to be sneakers I scuff them up
Get your top lip busted
black eyes and concussions yup
Keep my friends close
and my enemies closer
But homies in my rear view
got me wishing we was closer
You could get your cap popped
who want a flat soda
I'm spitting and I'm pimping
watch my hustle and flow you (chill)
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop
my incredible green
They plotting
trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated
t-t-t-telling machines
I see a profit when I sell them a Dream
Why these trying to stop
my incredible green
They plotting
trying to withdraw me from the scene
Turning into Automated t-t-t-telling machines
Credits
Writer(s): Shaetjuan Smith
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