Ingman
Step back for a little bit
Outcast like a thuggy little misfit
Break glass every time I gotta kick this
My raps always coming running endless
No pause like I'm really taking one take
Light flame like breathing on some octane
Play mics like I'm schooling in a arcade
More lines than you sniffing up your cocaine oh mayne
Gotta drop these bars
Drop these bars like falling stars
Up from a distance
Mic opponents locked with a substance
And a fatal type of fable that'll leave you on the table so open
But you really wouldn't notice
Because I'm hanging in a office where I auction you off for freedom and loyalty
Wrestle with destiny
Trust me I'm saving you from punishment and more
Developing a mortal
Had to get the bars up
Now I sit the bar plus
Leave you as a carcass
Kinda heartless
Like a cold killer
Coming no iller
Then you ever been or you ever will be
Coming so filthy
Until I'm mid fifty
And I'm still puffing trees
I'm a independent individual
If you didn't know
Now you know
I'm a enterprise
That'll end the cries
Of your best verse
Until my brain burst
I'm a reign worst
Make em pay dirt
Im a motherfuking saber
With a sharp tooth
That'll pierce through your stupid little heartbeat I amaze me
I'm amazing
Entertaining
Innovating
And it may seem
Like a daydream and a rush
Get pumped up when this bang
Get it jumping up in this place
I've had enough of all them games
This time just know I ain't playing
I feel a little fucked up but I'm straight
Got a cup filled with that drank
And a blunt rolled with that dank
Feel your soul shake from that bass
I'm finna blow up in front of your face
Yeah I love the feeling this makes
Getting drunk up off of that case
And that weed just got a good taste
I'll never give it up I'm stuck in this phase
Living up to what the verse say
Spit a couple flows with wordplay
Switch it up and watch the world change
I'm really trying to maintain
Anything just to stay sane
Every time that that pain came
Knuckle up and gain strength
Try to hit 'em in the middle of the main frame
I'm shooting flames
While you're shooting blanks
You're losing rank
When my music plays
Cause I'm a byproduct
Of my product
Is iconic
When I'm on it
Im bout to catch a vibe and then ride on 'em
We bout get em a live and then jive on' em
As soon as we decided to rhyme on it
It's only matter time until we fire on 'em
You gotta be suicidal
To thinking you can do what I do
Bout to be losing titles
To some of the newest rivals
When I'm in new recital
And I'm moving a hundred miles
You're going to need to use a revival
Outcast like a thuggy little misfit
Break glass every time I gotta kick this
My raps always coming running endless
No pause like I'm really taking one take
Light flame like breathing on some octane
Play mics like I'm schooling in a arcade
More lines than you sniffing up your cocaine oh mayne
Gotta drop these bars
Drop these bars like falling stars
Up from a distance
Mic opponents locked with a substance
And a fatal type of fable that'll leave you on the table so open
But you really wouldn't notice
Because I'm hanging in a office where I auction you off for freedom and loyalty
Wrestle with destiny
Trust me I'm saving you from punishment and more
Developing a mortal
Had to get the bars up
Now I sit the bar plus
Leave you as a carcass
Kinda heartless
Like a cold killer
Coming no iller
Then you ever been or you ever will be
Coming so filthy
Until I'm mid fifty
And I'm still puffing trees
I'm a independent individual
If you didn't know
Now you know
I'm a enterprise
That'll end the cries
Of your best verse
Until my brain burst
I'm a reign worst
Make em pay dirt
Im a motherfuking saber
With a sharp tooth
That'll pierce through your stupid little heartbeat I amaze me
I'm amazing
Entertaining
Innovating
And it may seem
Like a daydream and a rush
Get pumped up when this bang
Get it jumping up in this place
I've had enough of all them games
This time just know I ain't playing
I feel a little fucked up but I'm straight
Got a cup filled with that drank
And a blunt rolled with that dank
Feel your soul shake from that bass
I'm finna blow up in front of your face
Yeah I love the feeling this makes
Getting drunk up off of that case
And that weed just got a good taste
I'll never give it up I'm stuck in this phase
Living up to what the verse say
Spit a couple flows with wordplay
Switch it up and watch the world change
I'm really trying to maintain
Anything just to stay sane
Every time that that pain came
Knuckle up and gain strength
Try to hit 'em in the middle of the main frame
I'm shooting flames
While you're shooting blanks
You're losing rank
When my music plays
Cause I'm a byproduct
Of my product
Is iconic
When I'm on it
Im bout to catch a vibe and then ride on 'em
We bout get em a live and then jive on' em
As soon as we decided to rhyme on it
It's only matter time until we fire on 'em
You gotta be suicidal
To thinking you can do what I do
Bout to be losing titles
To some of the newest rivals
When I'm in new recital
And I'm moving a hundred miles
You're going to need to use a revival
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Ryan Bezansky, Robert Martinez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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