4th Quarter

(Mugen Beats)
(Second half, I think I found my second wind) "hmm"

Got the buzz, like rumble pack
Bout the bag, and I doubled back
Run it up, like a runnin' back
Forrest Gump, no comin back
Long game, but I swear its shorter
Free Game, til' I'm out of order
Shots out, to all my supporters
Got one shot, then I'm Kyle Korver
Hell nah, I ain't takin orders
I'm taking over don't loiter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
Hell nah, you cant lock me in
Cant box me in, its no borders
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter (Xtra)

Xtra Credits one take, no edits, who flow betta'
Hustle hard, and a go getta'
Not naan nigga, you know betta'
That's a trick dad, not James Flames
No Trinidad, not playin' games
And I want it bad, yeah I wanted that
Now I'm whoopin' ass, then taking names
And I'll take no shorts no losses (Losses)
Do it big colossus (Losses)
You force it up, It'll cost us
Still cant feel the drip in galoshes
Thinking, I can build a dynasty
When I fast break, and I score and win
I go Belicheck, when I smell a check
No spygate, when I'm goin' in
Greatness destined, left coast that's the west end
No better time than the present
You don't, ever ever have to guess when
Just dedicate it to my next win
Don't tell me nothing, I know Its comin'
You wack rappers, in my city
Always act like a nigga, owe em' somethin'
Don't be mad that I'm puttin' in work
Had this dream, when I was a twerp
Then I grew up, now I'm a jerk
Best believe, that's part of the perks
On my wave, they know that I surf
Makin' plays, I'm uppin' my worth
Hit em the hardest, I go berserk
Spazz for days, they know that I murk

Got the buzz, like rumble pack
Bout the bag, and I doubled back
Run it up, like a runnin' back
Forrest Gump, no comin back
Long game, but I swear its shorter
Free Game, til' I'm out of order
Shots out, to all my supporters
Got one shot, then I'm Kyle Korver
Hell nah, I ain't takin orders
I'm taking over don't loiter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
Hell nah, you cant lock me in
Cant box me in, its no borders
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter

Dropped the ball, yeah you fumbled dat
Got it covered like bubble wrap
Flippin' styles, yeah I fuck wit that
You would think, that It's mumble rap
Yeah I know I'm amazing, and its nothing but a ting
Wide open for the 3 "ayye" Robert Horry from the wing (Swish)
Silent sniper no beam, maximizing my dream
Though it seems, yeah you might feel a sting, fantasizing my theme
There is no success with out process, no groundwork no progress
If you do work, the truth hurts
Execute more, and you will talk less
But digress, trial and error is a hot mess
Grind hard or we cannot mesh
I did it all, I did not rest
No royal treatment, you are not spesh
Very low on that totem
I told em, now its grind mode, gotta let it hang from the scrotum
They high off of these raw raps, and I make em' sounds just like poems
Even when down to my lowest, I'm resilient bitch and I know it
Tell me when to go, and I'm goin'
I stand up, and I stand out
Man up, or its man down
Time to prove you a man now (Yeah)

Got the buzz, like rumble pack
Bout the bag, and I doubled back
Run it up, like a runnin' back
Forrest Gump, no comin back
Long game, but I swear its shorter
Free Game, til' I'm out of order
Shots out, to all my supporters
Got one shot, then I'm Kyle Korver
Hell nah, I ain't takin orders
I'm taking over don't loiter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win, its 4th quarter
Hell nah, you cant lock me in
Cant box me in, its no borders
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter
"Ayye" must win its 4th quarter



Credits
Writer(s): William Mcclain
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