Ma's Womb

Illest with the mic, I been that shit
Try to keep me out the game still I'm in that bitch, yeah
Now they know my name, man I been had hits
Don't despise the change, 'cause we been that clique, yeah
Illest with the mic, I been that shit
Try to keep me out the game still I'm in that bitch, yeah
Now they know my name, man I been had hits
Don't despise the change, 'cause we been that clique, yeah

Told my girl that I gotta go,
And for the fam money that I owe, in punctuation
My cadence is sloppy pronunciation
When I'm faded we don't talk so I'm hyped off conversation
I said I told my girl that I gotta go
Its cliché, but I gotta blow, is she safe I gotta know
Looping stupid feelings cause I gotta show ludid dreaming's not an honor role
I rolled weed but still somehow made the honor roll
I scored three, but still never had no proper goals
All too common, find Denny when he off Patron
He just crossing, find a copper when he on patrol
Expect bacon when his arm come cross with the jakes
Just dawned on me really all this fun flossing is fake
I'm not bossing, I'm just talking in a fraudulent state
I stopped walking without caution, I just started see
I'm on roll, slick as butter, ain't no stopping me
I'm just mobbing deep til my dreams rest in peace, Prodigy
Starve myself inside the studio, production minimal
Fuck these rappers kissing ass up under mistletoe, most be wearing costumes
They ain't been pure since they been up inside of Ma's womb
My main and my ex screaming like its a habit, I move immune in between 'em because I'm diplomatic
My diction cinematic, sick written poetry
A lack of white blood cells for when I'm on the beat
But mix the red ones with the liquor from a long neck bottle,
Who said I'm going full throttle, who said to call him a doctor, Don't need none
I could give it all up, but the weeds fun, my mom calling
She asked me if I'm smoking again, I told her that I prolly gotta go in a bit
I been patient, still waitin, they ain't notice this shit
I'm not gun totin and shit, set two off if the time's right. I'm only in it for the lime light
These sour rappers always cheesin for a Klondike, not Walter Cronkite
Can't trust this reality
Damn I miss the drugs but momma proud of me, fuck

Illest with the mic, I been that shit
Try to keep me out the game still I'm in that bitch, yeah
Now they know my name, man I been had hits
Don't despise the change, 'cause we been that clique, yeah
Illest with the mic, I been that shit
Try to keep me out the game still I'm in that bitch, yeah
Now they know my name, man I been had hits
Don't despise the change, 'cause we been that clique, yeah



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Writer(s): Camden Barnes
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