FLIP/SIDE
You can catch me on the flip, I gotta dip
On some other shit, triple double no assist
You don't gotta trip I don't fold, I don't slip
Got the bro's in the whip, couple O's in my zip
You can catch me on the flip side or the inside
Shorty wanna dance with her wrist tied
On to the top, it's a quick ride
I don't switch sides
And ya bitch wanna catch me on the flip
Shorty drunk dancing on my dick
Swallowing my spunk and she wanna shoot a flick
Shoulda seen her face when she posed for the picture
Faded off the mixer, not much of a drinker
She bounce that ass and it's nothing less than ordinary
Power trippin' when we fucking missionary
She got a tattoo of the Virgin Mary
That's ironic cuz her tongue and her face my kid cemetery
And since like February I been telling her it's only temporary
Now it's August and the conversations more than necessary
Preaching to the blind in a seminary
Snakes camouflaged like the military
She a mercenary, that's the cherry on top
Baby don't stop
Go on feed me lies while you moving off the wok, aye
She know I got vision, got the eye like Sasuke
I don't wanna talk it's my off day
Catch me on the flip, I gotta dip
On some other shit, triple double no assist
You don't gotta trip, I don't fold, I don't slip
Got the bro's in the whip, couple O's in my zip
You can catch me on the flip side or the inside
Shorty wanna dance with her wrist tied
On to the top, it's a quick ride
I don't switch sides
Look, I got a purpose
I make 'em nervous
Rappers nowadays sound refurbished and that's my verdict
They copy the style right down to the verbiage
Sayin they earned it
Boy I be preaching, come to the service
Burning my burdens in verses, killin the serpents
Closing the curtains
And I determined the shit that you worship
Ain't scratching the surface, the ceilings are high
I'm just a man with a feeling inside and a villainous side
Feelings aside, taking the high road I'm hitching a ride
I'm feelin the drive, closing my eyes
Take me where you wanna
Match up the vibe, smoking marijuana
I'm on a flight, and I'm too fly
Tryna find Nirvana
But I'm too high, maybe that's good
I don't wanna lie, maybe I should
I don't wanna die, I'm eating good
Taking my vitamins, drinking my water
I'm living healthy and saving my dollars
Ain't no demon that's bigger than debt
Weight on ya shoulders compressing ya chest
That's some real shit, it got me stressed
I got some demons that know what I'm seekin
Financial freedom
For me and my heathens
Been working so much that shit look like a threesome
Don't need a reason to ball every season
It's Non-Stop, bitch I'm on my Neeson
They causing treason for fame and completion
Industry plants come in allegiance
This is my region boy I got a legion
Workin' so much they confused me with Regis
Jesus, I ain't tryna be facetious
Thesis, with the pen I'm like a genius
Divas wanna get all on my penis
But I'm too caught up in playing arenas
On stage I swear I got telekinesis
I'm moving crowds and I'm placing the pieces
The puzzle it reaches the sky and the beaches
Look I got a purpose, you call it fate
I call it life is everything you make of it
I make 'em nervous like they're some virgins
They say the time ain't nothin but I'm takin it
I'm a new person, whole 'nother version
And my word is bond, know I ain't breaking it
I got a purpose, you call it fate
They say our time is everything you make of it
On some other shit, triple double no assist
You don't gotta trip I don't fold, I don't slip
Got the bro's in the whip, couple O's in my zip
You can catch me on the flip side or the inside
Shorty wanna dance with her wrist tied
On to the top, it's a quick ride
I don't switch sides
And ya bitch wanna catch me on the flip
Shorty drunk dancing on my dick
Swallowing my spunk and she wanna shoot a flick
Shoulda seen her face when she posed for the picture
Faded off the mixer, not much of a drinker
She bounce that ass and it's nothing less than ordinary
Power trippin' when we fucking missionary
She got a tattoo of the Virgin Mary
That's ironic cuz her tongue and her face my kid cemetery
And since like February I been telling her it's only temporary
Now it's August and the conversations more than necessary
Preaching to the blind in a seminary
Snakes camouflaged like the military
She a mercenary, that's the cherry on top
Baby don't stop
Go on feed me lies while you moving off the wok, aye
She know I got vision, got the eye like Sasuke
I don't wanna talk it's my off day
Catch me on the flip, I gotta dip
On some other shit, triple double no assist
You don't gotta trip, I don't fold, I don't slip
Got the bro's in the whip, couple O's in my zip
You can catch me on the flip side or the inside
Shorty wanna dance with her wrist tied
On to the top, it's a quick ride
I don't switch sides
Look, I got a purpose
I make 'em nervous
Rappers nowadays sound refurbished and that's my verdict
They copy the style right down to the verbiage
Sayin they earned it
Boy I be preaching, come to the service
Burning my burdens in verses, killin the serpents
Closing the curtains
And I determined the shit that you worship
Ain't scratching the surface, the ceilings are high
I'm just a man with a feeling inside and a villainous side
Feelings aside, taking the high road I'm hitching a ride
I'm feelin the drive, closing my eyes
Take me where you wanna
Match up the vibe, smoking marijuana
I'm on a flight, and I'm too fly
Tryna find Nirvana
But I'm too high, maybe that's good
I don't wanna lie, maybe I should
I don't wanna die, I'm eating good
Taking my vitamins, drinking my water
I'm living healthy and saving my dollars
Ain't no demon that's bigger than debt
Weight on ya shoulders compressing ya chest
That's some real shit, it got me stressed
I got some demons that know what I'm seekin
Financial freedom
For me and my heathens
Been working so much that shit look like a threesome
Don't need a reason to ball every season
It's Non-Stop, bitch I'm on my Neeson
They causing treason for fame and completion
Industry plants come in allegiance
This is my region boy I got a legion
Workin' so much they confused me with Regis
Jesus, I ain't tryna be facetious
Thesis, with the pen I'm like a genius
Divas wanna get all on my penis
But I'm too caught up in playing arenas
On stage I swear I got telekinesis
I'm moving crowds and I'm placing the pieces
The puzzle it reaches the sky and the beaches
Look I got a purpose, you call it fate
I call it life is everything you make of it
I make 'em nervous like they're some virgins
They say the time ain't nothin but I'm takin it
I'm a new person, whole 'nother version
And my word is bond, know I ain't breaking it
I got a purpose, you call it fate
They say our time is everything you make of it
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Writer(s): Ozzy Apollo
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