Best Thing Yet
Oh lawd look at the sky, it's ya boy Dezel, he flying real high. I can make the track real Scary like thriller, I can fix the rap game call me Bob the builder. I speak my mind like Hoes pics no filter, the man up high is the reason I'm the winner. I been at it, you just a Beginner, see I'm a good guy, but I'm a born sinner. I'm feeling kinda hungry, I'm bout to Cook the track up and serve it like it's dinner, ain't ear up in a while, so I devour Competition. Anybody want it you can tell em they can get it, leave ya pride buried and ya Bars in a prison. I got my own kid I ain't playing with you children
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Writer(s): Ardell Lowe
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