Rhymermans
The truth hits harder than Mike in his prime
Senses get heightened and time stretches
Dodging blows, no exceptions
This the rarest model for collectors
Most the world's tigers out in Texas
Sex inside a golden Lexus
My London girl complaining about Brexit
While in the 3rd world, they just wish they had breakfast
Solid steel walls, miles thick with no exit
Made a sound without nexus, tell me what's next is
Design a diamond solar powered jet
I do this for the fuck of it
Not for a check or respect
Old school flows might release 'em on cassette, tape deck
Don't step or get wrecked we collect
Baby I'm all about taxes, bad bitches with accents
My pass says all access so I'm never asking
Ass kissing is how they got theirs
Last week I stared death in the face I was not scared
The winners climb to the top tier
Losers cry sitting stagnant on the side like it's not fair
Her body shaking but it's not fear
It's excitement, enlightening like lightning is striking
Quit the fighting, there's no need for violence
I fly to the islands
My Kush lower eyelids
Gunshots is our moments of silence
I'm grinding and checking bad bitches off of my list
Senses get heightened and time stretches
Dodging blows, no exceptions
This the rarest model for collectors
Most the world's tigers out in Texas
Sex inside a golden Lexus
My London girl complaining about Brexit
While in the 3rd world, they just wish they had breakfast
Solid steel walls, miles thick with no exit
Made a sound without nexus, tell me what's next is
Design a diamond solar powered jet
I do this for the fuck of it
Not for a check or respect
Old school flows might release 'em on cassette, tape deck
Don't step or get wrecked we collect
Baby I'm all about taxes, bad bitches with accents
My pass says all access so I'm never asking
Ass kissing is how they got theirs
Last week I stared death in the face I was not scared
The winners climb to the top tier
Losers cry sitting stagnant on the side like it's not fair
Her body shaking but it's not fear
It's excitement, enlightening like lightning is striking
Quit the fighting, there's no need for violence
I fly to the islands
My Kush lower eyelids
Gunshots is our moments of silence
I'm grinding and checking bad bitches off of my list
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Writer(s): Sam Makhlouf
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