R3pr3s3nt
I wonder who gon be the one to erk my nerves today
And get snapped on
You just a couple words away don't get clapped on
I heard it was the purge today
But my strap gone
Who took it
Find ya face and cook it
In time when no one looking
My rhymes are oh my goodness
Like momma making some pudding
Or granny baking some cookies
I kick the can and you couldn't
I wave the wood when you wouldn't
I'm saving suckas I shouldn't
I treat these niggas like cousins
I know it was what it wasn't
I'm made from a different substance
A honor in any subject
A pro any situation
I up the pole If you hating
I stole the show and your ratings
My fucking flow is amazing
A prodigy mix with greatness
A commodity with some patience
My attitude is contagious
My magnitude is a statement
My altitude steady raising then the furthest you can raise the roof
I spit it like the granny in Ya family and her favorite tooth
I'm manny cause I pack punch and jump just like a kangaroo
I'm shooting with my favorite pump and busting off with 82
I don't wanna break your heart I just wanna break the rules
I just wanna break you off
Told her she not Jordan cut the bullshit with my favorite saw
If she do me dirty then she dirty then I shake it off
Forget it then I'm moving on
Cause I ain't TRYNA wait around
Now you calling me a doc cause I ain't tryna stay around
I just call GameStop cause I ain't Tryna play around
We ain't playing hangman so why you wanna hang around
You just wanna weigh me down
But bitch you weigh like 80 pounds
You another cat fish and you got that fish cat
Even if you gave me million I wouldn't lick that
You know that's a warning sound when the gun click clack
Next thing you know that thing go donkey when it kickback
Or karate kid
Call a couple goons they go bufoon and get you outta here
Have them niggas air you out
Outta breath
And Outta air
Outta sight
Outta mind
Smoking gas
I'm out In space
Time up I'm Outta time
Unless I make time stand still
Girl wassup because I want this to be real
Don't make me guess just tell me how you feel
Change my mind now all I want is bills
Bless the mic wit my high IQ and skills
If it's too hard I'm letting Jesus take the wheel
Let that shit breathe...
I feel a lil home sick
Missing all the fam I get a long with
Let's talk associates I got a long list
Big and 2pac among the greatest I belong with
Don't get me wrong I gotta long way to go
And you can see the kid live if you come to the show
I keep my friends on the side but keep my enemies close
You steady tryna blow my high but ima stay in zone
You can catch me out in London sipping tea eating scones
My weed man lift weights I need a pound of that strong
And I need a whole box of Calvin Klein the Cologne
And I'm pretty sure the Feds they be tapping my phone
I know they prolly feeling sick now that they cover is blown
The way I'm doing all this music man I learned on my own
It's nothing to it I can say it in a confident tone
I ain't stopping Til I'm the topic every city I'm known
Ready or Not
Here I come
You Can't Hide
I caught you by surprise
I spit fire the messiah said that's why I'm alive
The truth hurts so the curse is that you drown in Ya lies
The tears you shed from now on will be the reason you die
You started lying to yaself and that's the reason you cry
I'm tryna be a better me so you can see why I strive
You can be a better you just get some goals and some pride
Realest Nigga
Realest Nigga Ever
Realest Nigga Clever
Realest Nigga Better
Then The best of them
Teachers love testing em
Girls gotta question em
Fall then they catching em
He half good and half bad
He prolly Nephilim
Extraordinary
The thought of you loving another to me more than scary
I'd rather fist fight Bloody Mary
100 of adversaries
While armed with a bag of berries
With footwork like ballerinas
My shawty hella bad and Ya chick is a mister meaner
I hear she kill the scene yea Reem you should've seen her
My life pretty Ard rn wouldn't wanna be Ya
Hell nah I don't need Ya
But who I need is Jesus
No I'm not talking about the nigga who Peurto Rican
Its treasure on this road when I find it you know I'm keeping
I packed my bag Thursday cause I'm leaving earth this weekend
Leaving without a word but this verse is what I'm leaving
And get snapped on
You just a couple words away don't get clapped on
I heard it was the purge today
But my strap gone
Who took it
Find ya face and cook it
In time when no one looking
My rhymes are oh my goodness
Like momma making some pudding
Or granny baking some cookies
I kick the can and you couldn't
I wave the wood when you wouldn't
I'm saving suckas I shouldn't
I treat these niggas like cousins
I know it was what it wasn't
I'm made from a different substance
A honor in any subject
A pro any situation
I up the pole If you hating
I stole the show and your ratings
My fucking flow is amazing
A prodigy mix with greatness
A commodity with some patience
My attitude is contagious
My magnitude is a statement
My altitude steady raising then the furthest you can raise the roof
I spit it like the granny in Ya family and her favorite tooth
I'm manny cause I pack punch and jump just like a kangaroo
I'm shooting with my favorite pump and busting off with 82
I don't wanna break your heart I just wanna break the rules
I just wanna break you off
Told her she not Jordan cut the bullshit with my favorite saw
If she do me dirty then she dirty then I shake it off
Forget it then I'm moving on
Cause I ain't TRYNA wait around
Now you calling me a doc cause I ain't tryna stay around
I just call GameStop cause I ain't Tryna play around
We ain't playing hangman so why you wanna hang around
You just wanna weigh me down
But bitch you weigh like 80 pounds
You another cat fish and you got that fish cat
Even if you gave me million I wouldn't lick that
You know that's a warning sound when the gun click clack
Next thing you know that thing go donkey when it kickback
Or karate kid
Call a couple goons they go bufoon and get you outta here
Have them niggas air you out
Outta breath
And Outta air
Outta sight
Outta mind
Smoking gas
I'm out In space
Time up I'm Outta time
Unless I make time stand still
Girl wassup because I want this to be real
Don't make me guess just tell me how you feel
Change my mind now all I want is bills
Bless the mic wit my high IQ and skills
If it's too hard I'm letting Jesus take the wheel
Let that shit breathe...
I feel a lil home sick
Missing all the fam I get a long with
Let's talk associates I got a long list
Big and 2pac among the greatest I belong with
Don't get me wrong I gotta long way to go
And you can see the kid live if you come to the show
I keep my friends on the side but keep my enemies close
You steady tryna blow my high but ima stay in zone
You can catch me out in London sipping tea eating scones
My weed man lift weights I need a pound of that strong
And I need a whole box of Calvin Klein the Cologne
And I'm pretty sure the Feds they be tapping my phone
I know they prolly feeling sick now that they cover is blown
The way I'm doing all this music man I learned on my own
It's nothing to it I can say it in a confident tone
I ain't stopping Til I'm the topic every city I'm known
Ready or Not
Here I come
You Can't Hide
I caught you by surprise
I spit fire the messiah said that's why I'm alive
The truth hurts so the curse is that you drown in Ya lies
The tears you shed from now on will be the reason you die
You started lying to yaself and that's the reason you cry
I'm tryna be a better me so you can see why I strive
You can be a better you just get some goals and some pride
Realest Nigga
Realest Nigga Ever
Realest Nigga Clever
Realest Nigga Better
Then The best of them
Teachers love testing em
Girls gotta question em
Fall then they catching em
He half good and half bad
He prolly Nephilim
Extraordinary
The thought of you loving another to me more than scary
I'd rather fist fight Bloody Mary
100 of adversaries
While armed with a bag of berries
With footwork like ballerinas
My shawty hella bad and Ya chick is a mister meaner
I hear she kill the scene yea Reem you should've seen her
My life pretty Ard rn wouldn't wanna be Ya
Hell nah I don't need Ya
But who I need is Jesus
No I'm not talking about the nigga who Peurto Rican
Its treasure on this road when I find it you know I'm keeping
I packed my bag Thursday cause I'm leaving earth this weekend
Leaving without a word but this verse is what I'm leaving
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Writer(s): Kareem Jones
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