Hibachi

Look i've been counted out like I'm 10 seconds outside of the ring
But i'm the champion so the title still stayin' right here with me
They tried to wish me away without a bottle or a muhfuckin' genie
Tricks are for kids, I'm droppin' some shit as long as I am still breathing
You couldn't fuck with me if I let you, I'm niggas fathers here's the lecture
You was bitch made when I met you, if you was house trained I wouldn't pat you
It's levels to this and I know that, don't fuck with fake friends and I showed that it ain't 1 flick on IG on thursday's when we throwback
T.F.D. 4eva mentioned, you don't like it then get to skippin'
I know real 1's still bumpin' this they're shout out if they listening
Gold shit on my wrist on wrist and gold shots to the head Remy!
Family and money the only things that's always on my mental
I got rid of distractions, I'm ready for actions 4eva cause they speaking louder
Ion even pick my phone no mo cause they lyin', selfish, or they childish
The reflection in the mirror ain't perfect but to better dawg I battle
I ain't ashamed cause I want more
I ain't gone leave this bitch average
Don't need a co-sign from these lil clicks
I been had my own lane and it's lit
E & Kei see the vision that's why we locked in until the world end
All my sons countin' on me, so failure really ain't an option
Gotta die first before I stop this
Don't need a time card, 4eva clocked in

The week-ends for hibachi just don't serve my shit cold
I keep a couple soldiers by me and they so trained to go
And if you hate me keep it comin'
Shid i'm still gone push forward
My vibrations at it's highest
So just know I won't fold

The week-ends for hibachi just don't serve my shit cold
I keep a couple soldiers by me and they so trained to go
And if you hate me keep it comin'
Shid i'm still gone push forward
My vibrations at it's highest
So just know I won't fold



Credits
Writer(s): Dale Travers Iii
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