Ocho Cinco

85 in the clip finna rip the trigger
Kid they said wouldn't make it go figure
But I done pulled they card
Who you fooling

I be movin I be smooth
I be hittin your lady I stay winning (aye)
Call it Tom Brady
These other rappers faded
I'm moving got you groovin
So smooth with it dat way
You say you wanna be the best
Life is a game of chess
Stuck my foot in the door
And broke in the game

Now who you foolin I been with the shits
85 in the clip
I'm finna rip the trigger
Kid they said wouldn't make it go figure
Thought about it
Didn't change my mind about it
I got the tourch light the flame
Stayed the same
Stayed in my own lane
While these pussies was lookin for fame
It kills me to see what people are doing for clout

Rather be stuck in a drought
That shits not what I'm bout
Gonna speed it up going 200
Moving at the speed of light
Looked in my soul knew
I'd be the one to go far

Lotta y'all hating now you pissed me off
Ima go off shut your mouth if you ain't got nothing good to say
I will gladly shut your ass up
Leanin off the drugs in my cup
Ancient history call it king tut
Going off dude with the bars
Your girl got me hard

I'm moving got you grooving
Pulled up to the wrong spot I stay shooting
Your shit is trash wack making a statement
I'm provin
Your raps are sub par
Mine are subliminal
Livable most importantly unforgettable
Lyrical manifestation of my rhymes is so empirical

Some say they came across a miracle
You won't find a rhymer like me
I'll stay in the game I'll never stop improving
I'll stop the day I die
But even then my spirit will stay alive

I'll keep pumping through death
You could call me Mr. no Quitter Go Getter Flow Stepper
Or the lyrical mastermind the
Gandhi of rhymes
This time I'll save y'all instead been stepping on spines

My time to shine yours to unwind
85 in the clip I'm finna rip the trigger kid
They said wouldn't make it go figure
Thought about it
Didn't change my mind about it



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Writer(s): Michael Conover
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