Light Work

Wanna come spit this can you handle this
This light work this light work haha
Sleeping on the kid let me bring you to yo death bed
Quarantined up perfect time to write a Def Jam
Asalamalakim in the booth I still go ham
Truth from the tongue yeah I know my words is well said
Chilling with the god if you really want to break bread
Pockets on fat looking like that shit was cake fed
Limping out the bank looking like I got a broken leg
Yeah I'll drop a verse but you know I have to tax a fee
Heard you want beef well that's funny I'm pastrami B
Seraph X that mad African that boy is back again
Set fire to a verb messed around and drowned an adjective
Just pass the a kid a pen ill write a sin with an acronym
When I heard this beat I messed around and got asthma
Heard I was king so I know you really mad bruh
Spit it in reverse made everybody back up
How I take your girl I don't know you should ask her
She got passed down hit the gas and you got passed up
But listen B know it's kinda hard trying to copy me
But honestly you should probably quit with that jealousy
Pull up in that oohh Yeah i know you wish you had this
Violent on the beat i can be a little frantic
Trade my pen for a wand how I spit that magic
I didn't practice Voosh gone watch em vanish
I ain't speaking Spanish so I know you understand it
I'm wreaking havoc I'm a living bad habit
Ima eat this beat up throw it up and you can have it
Ya dig
Bye.



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Writer(s): Sidarriss Wallace
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