Guitars

On guitars spitting bars, huh, huh yuh
Driving cars who they are, huh, huh yuh
SpaceX rich mars, huh, huh yuh
We be shooting at the stars, huh, huh yuh

Follow me I'm the leader
We be making scenes like something a bleeder
And you know I'm smart man I am a reader, dog
And you know I'm getting paper from the cedars, dog
Wait, what did you say
I don't play
And you know I'm from LA
And you know I have to say that stuff like every day
And you know I fly a lot gotta say it in every airway
Got no beef like it's chick-fil-a
And you know we gotta do it my way
Can't be weak man you gonna be prey
Make him dance like it was ballet
Straight facts
One act back to back
The max
Payback like it's tax
Big stacks
Big packs on tracks
Climax
No relax no relax

I be getting paper
I be getting wagers
High as can vapor
I be buying acres
And I'm streets to riches
Beats and switches
Eats and digits
Private seats to the mission
I be rapping on the instruments
I got spices cinnamon
We trying the littlest
And we still the biggest this



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Ruffin
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