Dimes & Pins (feat. Wes Hill)
Put in the work and put in the time
Roll up them sleeves and get on that grind
Time time and time again
Rhymes lines dimes and pens
If your passionate at what you do
Keep smashing it stay true
Got nothing to prove stay smooth
All you gots to do is make them people move
Magnetism is your tool
Never have to fuckin rule
Always got to act a fool
Back to school don't want have to pack that tool
Don't make this kid get cruel
I'll rack and pull roll you up in my spool
Rumplestiltskin I'm still in in my skin
I'm Tyson round round I'm enticing
Keep fighting new writing flow strikes like mother fucking lightning
It's exciting get hype when the beat kicks it ain't no mother fucking secret that's how I like to mother fucking keep it
Yo, is it my turn? Okay, hold up
I'm non-stop, hip-hop, tip-top
Shake weight, make weight, make bank
Rick Ross, uh!
I'm incredible on edibles, it's terrible
I left the lever pulled (liver pool, TX) so I can focus on the medical
Legible, decimals
Its mostly ridicule but mainly typical
For me to get rid of you
My musical fruity loops, my visual loopty loops
Half-cocked make-'em circle A- Round
Hoolahoop
I made my way from square knots to Jackpots
Sir-lancelot of Camelot
The juggernaut of surgeons knot's
The cosmonaut of backhand shots
The melting pot of Montserrat
Alexander the Great couldn't even
cut this Gordian knot!
I've been the king, in green jeans
Fucking up computer screens at Dairy Queen
In between eighteen vending machines
Like the Philippines we don't contravene, on cash machines Instead we'd rather Hurricane and break the change for coin machines
I'm always on point, like dimes when they drop
Always keeping the game up on edge like a barbershop
We don't Eaves-drop or talk shop at truck stops
But if you bring the light, you'll get smoke like tobacco shops
So don't be mad at me or try to clap at me
Cause if you do we'll leave you in the parking lot of Academy
Its only blasphemy to defy gravity, cause my bullet bars will connect to you
Magnicity
Put in the work and put in the time
Roll up them sleeves and get on that grind
Time time and time again
Rhymes lines dimes and pens
Roll up them sleeves and get on that grind
Time time and time again
Rhymes lines dimes and pens
If your passionate at what you do
Keep smashing it stay true
Got nothing to prove stay smooth
All you gots to do is make them people move
Magnetism is your tool
Never have to fuckin rule
Always got to act a fool
Back to school don't want have to pack that tool
Don't make this kid get cruel
I'll rack and pull roll you up in my spool
Rumplestiltskin I'm still in in my skin
I'm Tyson round round I'm enticing
Keep fighting new writing flow strikes like mother fucking lightning
It's exciting get hype when the beat kicks it ain't no mother fucking secret that's how I like to mother fucking keep it
Yo, is it my turn? Okay, hold up
I'm non-stop, hip-hop, tip-top
Shake weight, make weight, make bank
Rick Ross, uh!
I'm incredible on edibles, it's terrible
I left the lever pulled (liver pool, TX) so I can focus on the medical
Legible, decimals
Its mostly ridicule but mainly typical
For me to get rid of you
My musical fruity loops, my visual loopty loops
Half-cocked make-'em circle A- Round
Hoolahoop
I made my way from square knots to Jackpots
Sir-lancelot of Camelot
The juggernaut of surgeons knot's
The cosmonaut of backhand shots
The melting pot of Montserrat
Alexander the Great couldn't even
cut this Gordian knot!
I've been the king, in green jeans
Fucking up computer screens at Dairy Queen
In between eighteen vending machines
Like the Philippines we don't contravene, on cash machines Instead we'd rather Hurricane and break the change for coin machines
I'm always on point, like dimes when they drop
Always keeping the game up on edge like a barbershop
We don't Eaves-drop or talk shop at truck stops
But if you bring the light, you'll get smoke like tobacco shops
So don't be mad at me or try to clap at me
Cause if you do we'll leave you in the parking lot of Academy
Its only blasphemy to defy gravity, cause my bullet bars will connect to you
Magnicity
Put in the work and put in the time
Roll up them sleeves and get on that grind
Time time and time again
Rhymes lines dimes and pens
Credits
Writer(s): Erwin Lewis
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