Bossed On
I lost my mind
And i can't find it
I'm goin crazy on beats
I won't find it
Rhyming, so passionate
About these rhymes and
I can take ya top off
And leave you mindless
What you selling?
I ain't buying
I ain't worried
About a thing
Money multiplying
I don't really want the fame
I just wanna cash in
Where you niggas bars at?
Somewhere where the trash is
The money comin
It's the fastest
Catch me speedin
To the money
Seat belt fastened
Tragic, how i murder beats
Turn to ashes
Tragic, fuck em
Disappear, like it's magic
This shit gon be a classic
They tryna turn me to a bastard
You say you got it
You never had it
Spittin gasoline, I'ma dragon
Ok yeah i did it on em
Loose bowels round here
I done shitted on em
Loose mouth, talkin Shit
Get to trippin on em
Couple bitches wanted dick
Had to put it on em
Y'all ain't tryna go to war
This the shit i been waitin for
I body beats
Take em to the morgue
I need some millions
About 3 or 4 hunet
Let me get serious
Drivin fast and the furious
When you niggas rappin
I ain't hearin it
Niggas actin like
They on they period
Leave em beaten and bloody
Yo bitch rockin my hoodie
I really came up from nothin
I'm really not with the stuntin
I swear i'ma keep cumin
Just like a bitch i am fuckin
Catch it all when im bussin
And i can't find it
I'm goin crazy on beats
I won't find it
Rhyming, so passionate
About these rhymes and
I can take ya top off
And leave you mindless
What you selling?
I ain't buying
I ain't worried
About a thing
Money multiplying
I don't really want the fame
I just wanna cash in
Where you niggas bars at?
Somewhere where the trash is
The money comin
It's the fastest
Catch me speedin
To the money
Seat belt fastened
Tragic, how i murder beats
Turn to ashes
Tragic, fuck em
Disappear, like it's magic
This shit gon be a classic
They tryna turn me to a bastard
You say you got it
You never had it
Spittin gasoline, I'ma dragon
Ok yeah i did it on em
Loose bowels round here
I done shitted on em
Loose mouth, talkin Shit
Get to trippin on em
Couple bitches wanted dick
Had to put it on em
Y'all ain't tryna go to war
This the shit i been waitin for
I body beats
Take em to the morgue
I need some millions
About 3 or 4 hunet
Let me get serious
Drivin fast and the furious
When you niggas rappin
I ain't hearin it
Niggas actin like
They on they period
Leave em beaten and bloody
Yo bitch rockin my hoodie
I really came up from nothin
I'm really not with the stuntin
I swear i'ma keep cumin
Just like a bitch i am fuckin
Catch it all when im bussin
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Writer(s): Gameyell Driver
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