You Know I Got It

Look I'm outta state getting lotta cake
A lot of flavors and a lot of taste

Some food on a plate so better eat
Fill up the tank cause its on letter E
Last Ride to a Pedigree
No I'm not focused on jealousy

I'm just spending more time on legacy
Longevity... build equity
The grind and money sold separately
You want a hand out desperately

I need to update my weaponry
These fringes on me look heavenly
My punchlines comes steadily
You have abomination heresy

Don't be mocking me... your hypocrisy is not worth your apology
This is why you are not with me
You still dabble in idolatry

Would you rather have a super market
Or keep shopping at Dollar Tree
The truth doesn't hurt bodily
I just need to give you this policy

Damn easy you getting deep
Most times I barely speak
I drop some bars and they like sheesh
I'm about to fry it now where's the grease

Grasshoppers in your Papa's pasta
Not a rudeboi but my locs is rosta
Knock you out with a soccer bopper
Ice cream needs a final topper

This is serious Black no Harry Potter
I need some deals then I'm hit the shoppers
Lil kids playing cops and robbers

Like Instagram I got trolls
Stay in the hood like pot holes
You spoiled rollen snot nose
(AYO I GOT BARS TOO)
Yeah you got bars but it's not those



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Writer(s): Kyle Hart
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