Tempo

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie Im ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make any instrumental great

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie Im ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make any instrumental great

Trynna break records like Guinness
Committed
I'm timid
In everything that I envisioned

Lately I feel like my energy shifted Into a condition
Addicted to winning

These rappers is actors
And that ain't a joke
Stunt for the cameras they actually Broke I admit that I ain't famous at All I stay true me
Cause I'm naturally dope

Hand me the soap because this flow Is dirty
I know that I'm blessed I live with no Worries

People they copy my flow and my Style
Probably gon' have to go call my Attorney

Fly like a birdie
Yo bitch is so flirty
Invite her to smash
She suck me like Kirby

I'm showing no mercy
I'm here for my nut
Asked for a kiss
I gave her a Hershey

Pass me the turkey we eat like a Holiday
Damè dinero I need that shit andelè
Stuck to the code I'm stacking my Broccoli
You focused on hoes
I'm focused on properties

This is my artistry
Floww thru arteries
Rapping too easy
It ain't even hard for

Name someone hard as me
Flowing retardly
I'm just a freshman that balling on Varsity

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie I am ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make a any instrumental great

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie Im ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make any instrumental great

I'm living so good
But I'm feeling so hated
Use be patient
But now I just anxious

I'm back in the basement
We whipping the the dope
Cracking these codes
Hacking the matrix

I'm back to the basics
I'm actually faded
I'm trynna become internationally hated
And for all the people that's talking Online
They just real mad that We actually Made it

Hand me the henny you know that I'm chugging it
Might scoop your girl for the fuck of It
Aye

People be talking all wild but in Public they stress
How they fuck with my music it's great

Lately I'm feeling like everyone's fake
Lately I feel like Im stuck In my way Ways
Lately I feel this shit was deserved
Nights without sleep I was making Them plays

Now I'm sick with tempos
Pop like a pistol
They all throw shade but I shine like A crystal

Cruising down lake shore kush out The window
Watch shorty legs open up like a flip Phone

Been underrated
Know that I been dope
life's like a matrix
Breaking out of limbo

One flip of the switch and I fire like a Zippo
I'm lit as a bitch when it come to Making tempos

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie I am ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make a any instrumental great

Sick with the tempos
Shorty wanna get low
Got more drive than benzo
Aye

Homie Im ten toes
I don't fuck with intros
I can make any instrumental great



Credits
Writer(s): Khaled Issa
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