Non Existent Free Style (Remastered)
You making green, it's soon to be mine
I don't got problems, stop wasting my time
I'm making money, yeah that is my grind
Yes my name Majin, it's time to shine
I'm speedy like Sonic, I'm learning my phonics
I'm up like a rocket, I'm back and I'm on it
Look at my pockets, my money be popping
Look at the option, I'm switching the topic
I killed the beat, 'cause I am too critical
You take my style, man that is so miserable
I keep it fire, but I am not lyrical
Flexing with hundreds but they are invisible
You take my swag, man that is not okay
Don't care about nothing, and don't care what he say
I am a baller but I don't play 2K
I got the drip like I'm Bobby no Booshay
Majin calm down 'cause we are not different
I take your girl but she non existent
Shut up, stop talking and please let me finish
Yes, I be balling like Scottie no Pippen
Sit down and listen, shoot it like Stephen
Y'all flexing .5's, but where is your Wesson
AR-15 now you flexing some weapons
You want the feature, but now you keep stressing
I got the magic your money be plastic
Chasing a bag, man I walk like a savage
Stacking my money, it looking like Tetris
You got the ones, so why you keep flexing
She call me Johnny the way I be testing
Shooting your shots, but they aren't connected
Sike little boy, you thought I was tripping
Pockets be fat, they looking like Griffin
I'm flexing blue, crippin'
I do not sin, but no I'm not Christian
I don't got problems, stop wasting my time
I'm making money, yeah that is my grind
Yes my name Majin, it's time to shine
I'm speedy like Sonic, I'm learning my phonics
I'm up like a rocket, I'm back and I'm on it
Look at my pockets, my money be popping
Look at the option, I'm switching the topic
I killed the beat, 'cause I am too critical
You take my style, man that is so miserable
I keep it fire, but I am not lyrical
Flexing with hundreds but they are invisible
You take my swag, man that is not okay
Don't care about nothing, and don't care what he say
I am a baller but I don't play 2K
I got the drip like I'm Bobby no Booshay
Majin calm down 'cause we are not different
I take your girl but she non existent
Shut up, stop talking and please let me finish
Yes, I be balling like Scottie no Pippen
Sit down and listen, shoot it like Stephen
Y'all flexing .5's, but where is your Wesson
AR-15 now you flexing some weapons
You want the feature, but now you keep stressing
I got the magic your money be plastic
Chasing a bag, man I walk like a savage
Stacking my money, it looking like Tetris
You got the ones, so why you keep flexing
She call me Johnny the way I be testing
Shooting your shots, but they aren't connected
Sike little boy, you thought I was tripping
Pockets be fat, they looking like Griffin
I'm flexing blue, crippin'
I do not sin, but no I'm not Christian
Credits
Writer(s): Majin 300
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