5% Woah

Im'a kill this fucking beat
But I don't know how to woah
I just get that bag and go
Blow big gas like Texaco
I make money on the road
I got shooters like the Golden
State warriors them poles
Hit like warriors he cold
Eat you up completely cold
Belly of the beast I eat you whole
Getting money, I'm game
Looking like a cheat code
I run in the bank add another zero
Y'all gotta keep these hoes in check
For a nigga like me have to come and repo
All I do is chase that check
Secure the bag like a damn hero
I'm in the lab, laboratory
Horror story it's a freak show
Blowing on Dosi-dos we stoned
What's that smell it's home sweet home
All of my roads was closed with cones
I take the route that's slow and long
I figured out how they built Rome
Took my time and got in my zone

Went without handouts and loans
I didn't doubt my plans at all
You flickered out my flame ain't fall
All of my groceries mostly gone
You can hear my hunger in every song
Hop on everybody beat then
Take that hoe to the top like I'm King Kong

Call me the intimidater
Rap eliminator
Sittin in a chamber
Cause I want the smoke with no ventilation
So woke that I poke holes all in the simulation
And then renovate it
Nobody seeing me that make it harder to demonstrate it
When I'm incubating
Yeah I'm heating up, it's a lituation
Im'a ball hard, no officiating
If a nigga foul im'a throw a tech
He'll see Jesus like the christian station
Got a list of haters that wish for favors
That bitch behavior's not celebrated
Stayed down, yes hella faded
Then elevated off medicated
That's fate Dogg
Like Nate Dogg
I'm regulating



Credits
Writer(s): Oren Major
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