98 to Infinity
I'mma pray for you till my souls in peace
Pick up the pen, you pick up a piece
Pick me apart, you're feeding the beast
Decreasing my worth to leave em deceased
I'm feeling myself, now thats dangerous
You're against me? Now that's brainless
Take shots at me, careful where your aim is
You depend on a cosign to be famous
Recognize, stay where your lane is (Uh)
Fame is where true pain is (uh)
Never give a fuck what your name is (uh)
You living a life of basic (yeah)
You're never gonna intervene with the energy that I got within me for my enemies
West side, shoutout 36
Need that negative back, so they freed six
I'm more LA than you will ever be, rep your own city, you not from here
K-town is my essence, in my DNA, so stay clear
I don't like you, every single second, wanna fight you
Don't let me get in your head, I wrote this rap just to spite you
Been rapping since '09 its been 10 years and I'm top line
Stay bonafide, I'm born to fight these mortified little rappers
If you're wondering, I'm more than fine, and I'm more than nice at this rap shit
How can you go from rags to riches when you focus how you gonna fuck that bitch
I studied the game, I'll snatch it, run off with the torch
This shit is a marathon, word to Nip and hip-hop at its core
I'll put fire to the flame, work at it everyday
Obtain the power to burn that out like a cigarette ashtray
Spread the ashes of the ones that I murdered
So you can feed on the ones that I can only murder
Make you go back to flipping a burger
Don't quit your job or take rap any further
Rep the city of angels, but I can outrap any New Yorker
And no, no I'm not loco, just not a part of my people's roll call
Your life is in high school, we got nothing in common
I'll be out in London, you stay where you are, drinking your vomit
Every night be gone, 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I'm cutting you deep, making you bloody
Respect me before you end up with nobody
Throw dirt on my name, I'll throw dirt on your body
Throw dirt on my name, I'll throw dirt on your body
Born in '98, it's the year of the tigers
Energy unmatched, I'm too good for your cypher
Born in '98, it's the year of the tigers
Energy unmatched, I'm too good for your cypher
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Pick up the pen, you pick up a piece
Pick me apart, you're feeding the beast
Decreasing my worth to leave em deceased
I'm feeling myself, now thats dangerous
You're against me? Now that's brainless
Take shots at me, careful where your aim is
You depend on a cosign to be famous
Recognize, stay where your lane is (Uh)
Fame is where true pain is (uh)
Never give a fuck what your name is (uh)
You living a life of basic (yeah)
You're never gonna intervene with the energy that I got within me for my enemies
West side, shoutout 36
Need that negative back, so they freed six
I'm more LA than you will ever be, rep your own city, you not from here
K-town is my essence, in my DNA, so stay clear
I don't like you, every single second, wanna fight you
Don't let me get in your head, I wrote this rap just to spite you
Been rapping since '09 its been 10 years and I'm top line
Stay bonafide, I'm born to fight these mortified little rappers
If you're wondering, I'm more than fine, and I'm more than nice at this rap shit
How can you go from rags to riches when you focus how you gonna fuck that bitch
I studied the game, I'll snatch it, run off with the torch
This shit is a marathon, word to Nip and hip-hop at its core
I'll put fire to the flame, work at it everyday
Obtain the power to burn that out like a cigarette ashtray
Spread the ashes of the ones that I murdered
So you can feed on the ones that I can only murder
Make you go back to flipping a burger
Don't quit your job or take rap any further
Rep the city of angels, but I can outrap any New Yorker
And no, no I'm not loco, just not a part of my people's roll call
Your life is in high school, we got nothing in common
I'll be out in London, you stay where you are, drinking your vomit
Every night be gone, 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I'm cutting you deep, making you bloody
Respect me before you end up with nobody
Throw dirt on my name, I'll throw dirt on your body
Throw dirt on my name, I'll throw dirt on your body
Born in '98, it's the year of the tigers
Energy unmatched, I'm too good for your cypher
Born in '98, it's the year of the tigers
Energy unmatched, I'm too good for your cypher
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up (Hoe)
Shut the fuck up
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Yi
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