Ego!
Shout out to this beat with the guys in my motherfuckin' backseat
Sick beat
Who would know it would be so complete, That's on me
Oh damn!
Thats the beat though?
Wow, That is the beat though
Bouta show em off with my motherfuckin' ego
So big
Who is this with a bitch
Think you so a big cause you a bit rich
But naw, Hell naw
Homie back, Get this motherfucker with my motherfucking track
Oh yeah, so good
I tried to show em I'm the dog
Ate the cat alive
9 different times, Each with a squirt of lime
I be in my prime and, Then I fuckin' lost it
I drew the line and then, You fuckin' crossed it
Damn
Thought I wasn't nothing but shit
You ain't slick
Had to prove em wrong, quick
You like a tick the way you stuck to me
Take my cd or just don't fuck with me
We coming for you, I can see Hawaii
In my rear view, Your girl keeps texting me
Stay away from me
This ain't no dummy
They just wanna become me
They just want all the money
They just wanna be lucky
They just wanna be bloody
When they know they can't be
Damn
We send a cease and desist leave you going to jail like you
Beat up a bitch
We changed our perspective
A reasoned dissent
We set records daily then we beat em again, uh
I got european descent
If you mistreat me then i'll leave you amidst all
These fucking mistakes that i feen to admit
Woah
Stop then I begin again
I go in i'm flowing repeat it again
We teenagers with just a meager budget
I just write I don't care what you think in of it
I don't know what the fuck to say
Yeah imma end it here
Aye whats good
Bet you were waiting for my verse
Ayy ayy yuh
On Spotify in a week
We got a shoutout from SST
We are not a bunch of nobody's
Paper it look like the Bering sea
My life a hyperbole
1,000 listens how it going to be
We are more than an actuality
We got bars like the doctoral degree, uh
You can't take me off my ego
We are the medicine you the placebo, uh
You can't take me off my ego
This album is scoring like I made the free throw
Call us the winners club
We always feel the love
We always feel above
Yuh yuh
This beat I dispose of
Put on my boxing gloves
I just beat this shit up
Yuh Yuh!
Ayyyy
Sick beat
Who would know it would be so complete, That's on me
Oh damn!
Thats the beat though?
Wow, That is the beat though
Bouta show em off with my motherfuckin' ego
So big
Who is this with a bitch
Think you so a big cause you a bit rich
But naw, Hell naw
Homie back, Get this motherfucker with my motherfucking track
Oh yeah, so good
I tried to show em I'm the dog
Ate the cat alive
9 different times, Each with a squirt of lime
I be in my prime and, Then I fuckin' lost it
I drew the line and then, You fuckin' crossed it
Damn
Thought I wasn't nothing but shit
You ain't slick
Had to prove em wrong, quick
You like a tick the way you stuck to me
Take my cd or just don't fuck with me
We coming for you, I can see Hawaii
In my rear view, Your girl keeps texting me
Stay away from me
This ain't no dummy
They just wanna become me
They just want all the money
They just wanna be lucky
They just wanna be bloody
When they know they can't be
Damn
We send a cease and desist leave you going to jail like you
Beat up a bitch
We changed our perspective
A reasoned dissent
We set records daily then we beat em again, uh
I got european descent
If you mistreat me then i'll leave you amidst all
These fucking mistakes that i feen to admit
Woah
Stop then I begin again
I go in i'm flowing repeat it again
We teenagers with just a meager budget
I just write I don't care what you think in of it
I don't know what the fuck to say
Yeah imma end it here
Aye whats good
Bet you were waiting for my verse
Ayy ayy yuh
On Spotify in a week
We got a shoutout from SST
We are not a bunch of nobody's
Paper it look like the Bering sea
My life a hyperbole
1,000 listens how it going to be
We are more than an actuality
We got bars like the doctoral degree, uh
You can't take me off my ego
We are the medicine you the placebo, uh
You can't take me off my ego
This album is scoring like I made the free throw
Call us the winners club
We always feel the love
We always feel above
Yuh yuh
This beat I dispose of
Put on my boxing gloves
I just beat this shit up
Yuh Yuh!
Ayyyy
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Writer(s): Wilson Hunter
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