Meadows
I think that I'm here for a purpose
I got 'em nervous
Remember the expression on they faces when they heard it
This is just the surface
I deserve it
That's why I'm in the city serving
Like I'm the clergy
I came up living dangerous
I made it outta ghettos
Couple goofy kids that used to hang in Jersey Meadows
Remember Seddo?
We never settle
Now I'm on another level, a young rebel
All these people trynna knock me down
I gotta step tho
Everything the game demands, man I cannot stand it
I feel like I'm stuck in a trance
My heart for ransom
I feel like, the crew gon advance
Then spread like cancer
They was hating on me back when I was writing stanzas
Now they hit my line, yo, they wanna give me samples
Nigga where was you back when the show was getting canceled
On the mic, Mr. Fantastic the flow expanding
To raise the bar for all you niggas chilling in a mansion
808's, and heartbreak, that's back when I was handsome
Just a cozy nigga, probably sipping on some Fanta
Pull off in a phantom, Probably bumpin' MC Hammer
How I got the jokes and flows, you'd think that I'm a scammer
Matter fact, pull out ya phone I'll spit this shit on camera
All you niggas amateur
Damn, wonder what happened?
Now I'm a savage
I'm getting noticed with this rapping
Wonder if they know about the hours that I practice?
Ion really care no mo, cause I know I ain't nappin'
Hold up
I think my homie pulled up for a package
You know he probably packin', cause it's niggas that be spazzing
Lotta crumbs around here cause it's the bread stackin'
Not the cases, cause the popo want us on our backend
Green, it got me stuck in stasis, paranoid and laughing
Niggas got the patience, nowadays but not the passion
Rapping, but not acting, like I'm drake up on
Degrassi
Talking all that shit, well listen homie won't you back it?
Pull up on ya brother like he Raditz
Then he popped, like automatics
On the scale like it's chromatic
I just get it then I bag it
Bitches want the status
And I'm chilling like a savage
So if you really want the cabbage
You could catch me living lavish bro
I think that I'm here for a purpose
I got em nervous
Remember the expression on they faces when they heard it
This I just the surface
I deserve it
That's why I'm in the city serving
Like I'm the clergy
I got 'em nervous
Remember the expression on they faces when they heard it
This is just the surface
I deserve it
That's why I'm in the city serving
Like I'm the clergy
I came up living dangerous
I made it outta ghettos
Couple goofy kids that used to hang in Jersey Meadows
Remember Seddo?
We never settle
Now I'm on another level, a young rebel
All these people trynna knock me down
I gotta step tho
Everything the game demands, man I cannot stand it
I feel like I'm stuck in a trance
My heart for ransom
I feel like, the crew gon advance
Then spread like cancer
They was hating on me back when I was writing stanzas
Now they hit my line, yo, they wanna give me samples
Nigga where was you back when the show was getting canceled
On the mic, Mr. Fantastic the flow expanding
To raise the bar for all you niggas chilling in a mansion
808's, and heartbreak, that's back when I was handsome
Just a cozy nigga, probably sipping on some Fanta
Pull off in a phantom, Probably bumpin' MC Hammer
How I got the jokes and flows, you'd think that I'm a scammer
Matter fact, pull out ya phone I'll spit this shit on camera
All you niggas amateur
Damn, wonder what happened?
Now I'm a savage
I'm getting noticed with this rapping
Wonder if they know about the hours that I practice?
Ion really care no mo, cause I know I ain't nappin'
Hold up
I think my homie pulled up for a package
You know he probably packin', cause it's niggas that be spazzing
Lotta crumbs around here cause it's the bread stackin'
Not the cases, cause the popo want us on our backend
Green, it got me stuck in stasis, paranoid and laughing
Niggas got the patience, nowadays but not the passion
Rapping, but not acting, like I'm drake up on
Degrassi
Talking all that shit, well listen homie won't you back it?
Pull up on ya brother like he Raditz
Then he popped, like automatics
On the scale like it's chromatic
I just get it then I bag it
Bitches want the status
And I'm chilling like a savage
So if you really want the cabbage
You could catch me living lavish bro
I think that I'm here for a purpose
I got em nervous
Remember the expression on they faces when they heard it
This I just the surface
I deserve it
That's why I'm in the city serving
Like I'm the clergy
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Writer(s): Jonah Burel
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