Reverse
It's been a while
Yea
It's been a minute
Since you heard a nigga kick shit
Get to snapping on you niggas
Take em back to 96
Started this in 3rd grade
We been lit for 20 years
Ain't no blowing out the flame
G.O.V. that be the gang
Took a little hiatus
Said bye
Came back to say hi to the haters
Going Mead with the paper
Yeah we making that shit
Betty Crocker with the cake
Yeah we making that shit
This that Parkinson's flow
Got her shaking to the this
You should call me Liam Neeson
Cuz I'm taking your bitch
Always been about the dollar
Balmain
Balenciaga
Foreign car
Foreign broad
Gold chain
Gold bottle
Name Nada
Shaun Bands
Y'all alive but we living
It's a difference
Yeah it's different nigga
You can't comprehend be it
No pretending
Fuck the fraud shit
Bitch
Fuck the broad shit
Black Superman
Govrnment
Above the Law shit
Nigga tried to warn them
But they didn't want to listen
Now the whole team balling
And there ain't no competition
Going Harden on these niggas
Taking off like a Rocket
Got the green
Pass go
Red light couldn't stop us
Bitch we moving
This a movement
Stand still if you wanna
You ain't got to know my name
As long as you know it's my summer
Fuck a deal
I don't want it
Ain't we fight for Independence
And they owe me 40 acres
On my momma I'm a get it
Now I'm back up in it
Like reverse in this bitch
Off top
No need in rehearsing the shit
Give my life in these verses
Like I'm rapping a gift
No name made a name
No face to my shit
Now I'm back up in it
Like reverse in this bitch
Off top
No need in rehearsing the shit
Give my life in these verses
Like I'm rapping a gift
No name made a name
No face to my shit
I'm a legend
I'm a myth
I exist in your mind
This crack for your brain
These cocaine lines
I'm a dog pussy nigga
You no K9
I'm like wine
Cuz I only get better with time
This that vintage 87
That's the year I arrived
Naked truth
No lies
I don't need a disguise
In due time
You'll agree
I'm the best that's alive
If your career ain't dead
Soon you'd wish that it died
Murder beats and eat the track
Like I'm Dahmer and shit
G.O.V
President like Obama and shit
Want respect fuck the game
Keep the light to yourself
Don't need assistance with a sentence
I can write it myself
Make the beat too
We ain't equal
I'm greater
You less than
If you're no fan
You're a hater
And I need those
Yeah I need those
And I need more
Fuck a fake friend
I don't need those
Nope
Yea
It's been a minute
Since you heard a nigga kick shit
Get to snapping on you niggas
Take em back to 96
Started this in 3rd grade
We been lit for 20 years
Ain't no blowing out the flame
G.O.V. that be the gang
Took a little hiatus
Said bye
Came back to say hi to the haters
Going Mead with the paper
Yeah we making that shit
Betty Crocker with the cake
Yeah we making that shit
This that Parkinson's flow
Got her shaking to the this
You should call me Liam Neeson
Cuz I'm taking your bitch
Always been about the dollar
Balmain
Balenciaga
Foreign car
Foreign broad
Gold chain
Gold bottle
Name Nada
Shaun Bands
Y'all alive but we living
It's a difference
Yeah it's different nigga
You can't comprehend be it
No pretending
Fuck the fraud shit
Bitch
Fuck the broad shit
Black Superman
Govrnment
Above the Law shit
Nigga tried to warn them
But they didn't want to listen
Now the whole team balling
And there ain't no competition
Going Harden on these niggas
Taking off like a Rocket
Got the green
Pass go
Red light couldn't stop us
Bitch we moving
This a movement
Stand still if you wanna
You ain't got to know my name
As long as you know it's my summer
Fuck a deal
I don't want it
Ain't we fight for Independence
And they owe me 40 acres
On my momma I'm a get it
Now I'm back up in it
Like reverse in this bitch
Off top
No need in rehearsing the shit
Give my life in these verses
Like I'm rapping a gift
No name made a name
No face to my shit
Now I'm back up in it
Like reverse in this bitch
Off top
No need in rehearsing the shit
Give my life in these verses
Like I'm rapping a gift
No name made a name
No face to my shit
I'm a legend
I'm a myth
I exist in your mind
This crack for your brain
These cocaine lines
I'm a dog pussy nigga
You no K9
I'm like wine
Cuz I only get better with time
This that vintage 87
That's the year I arrived
Naked truth
No lies
I don't need a disguise
In due time
You'll agree
I'm the best that's alive
If your career ain't dead
Soon you'd wish that it died
Murder beats and eat the track
Like I'm Dahmer and shit
G.O.V
President like Obama and shit
Want respect fuck the game
Keep the light to yourself
Don't need assistance with a sentence
I can write it myself
Make the beat too
We ain't equal
I'm greater
You less than
If you're no fan
You're a hater
And I need those
Yeah I need those
And I need more
Fuck a fake friend
I don't need those
Nope
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Writer(s): Kaelin Milton
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