Nebuchadnezzar II

Applying pressure
I make em scatter
But I'm no Nebuchadnezzar

Whip colored desert
MC the pants
They perfect for holding the hammer

Pressure
I'm always on road
I'm on roll like a Tesla

Extras
She know what I want I just give her the gesture

I can not tell what my minds on
I do it like nothing
They sleep when I'm up
You probably should switch up ya time zone

They getting frantic and panic whenever I drop Just like the Dow Jones
He want a bitch
And picketed fence
Ya life goal ain't even my milestone

Rocking gold cause my life is a victory
Might pull up in a van like on Mr. T
My dog Scooby turn you to a mystery
These niggas washed up like a printed tee

You not my mans if you dappin my enemies up
I had enough
Making em red in the face like blush
We can not make up

Applying pressure
I make em scatter
But I'm no Nebuchadnezzar

Whip colored desert
MC the pants
They perfect for holding the hammer

Pressure
I'm always on road
I'm on roll like a Tesla

Extras
She know what I want I just give her the gesture

If it's heaven on Earth then I'm thinking it's better in hell
Prayed to God for a sign and you niggas crossed lines
You shady I clearly can tell

Deep down don't want me to prevail
I can get yo ass wrapped like a bail
They hate me like paying a bill
Geechee lil nigga
White rice is a meal

I ain't got none else to prove
I ain't never had a friend cause I slimed em out in school
He'll get quickly erased if there's nine gets drew

He get sent to the back like he Rosa
Got a Canon that snap for you posers
They see that I'm icy
They trying to throw salt
Bitch
Just make sure it's kosher

Applying pressure
I make em scatter
But I'm no Nebuchadnezzar

Whip colored desert
MC the pants
They perfect for holding the hammer

Pressure
I'm always on road
I'm on roll like a Tesla

Extras
She know what I want I just give her the gesture



Credits
Writer(s): Ramon Blount
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