Taste It

I want this shit so bad nigga I can taste it
Last shot to win the game you know that I'm a make it
Chances make champions like Kobe I'm a take it
These niggaz fake it off originals they be replicating

You know I want this shit so bad YEAH yeah
That's why I'm all up on this cash Yeah yeah
My nigga bc toss the bag yeah
Like a running back I grab it yeah
Trynna run the game is my mission
Bows all in the kitchen (Crossbow)
Never been afraid of you silly lames y'all all weak opposition

We all can rap but how many scrapped in the penetentary system
Got a single blade in the kitchen
Which one of y'all gone be living

I want this shit so bad nigga I can taste it
Last shot to win the game you know that I'm a make it
Chances make champions like Kobe I'm a take it
Niggaz fake it off originals they be replicating

I'm trynna kill the game, hit the hall of fame I'm the chosen nigga so gifted (Blessed)
I accepted God and he kept his word while u other niggaz resisted (Yes)
All legal now when I'm flipping
Own boss making a living
Buy low then sell high stay clean polite persistent (Yes)
At they throats so amazingly
Barz strong like elephants will trample niggaz trynna to play with me
Keep it cool on the daily
Like a 38 with no safety
Only rule for us city dudes is we all coming home safely



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Counts
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