Headshots
I'm bout to eat on this shit
I need me a house
About to build off these bricks
I know you ain't shit
You play on the block
And you moving them nicks
Gotta keep me a grip
Cause nigga be plotting and scheming and shit
I'm on this shit
Every track me and Jameel don't miss
We in the jungle
Was hit hard
Niggas know I ain't fumble
Real rap
Niggas know I don't mumble
Got 5 for 5
That's Dikembe Mutombo
One wave of my finger
My youngins they on you
I bossed up
And you niggas live dormant
I wanna know
How it feel to be rich
You wanna know
How it feel to be this
I heard about you
You a rat and a snitch
A real bitch
You sit down when you piss
John Gotti
The one calling the hits
We rush in your crib
Like we came with a blitz
I'm getting money
So she sucking this dick
I don't pop on no pill
I be popping my shit
I showed her ma poll
She started to strip
A rolling stone
This the life that I live
I don't realize man
How much I be having to exercise
My pen rapping after E
It aint fun being in the studio with man
Lets go
We gonna do it like this
When I am aiming for the fences
I lost acouple friendships
You aint put no work for this
Don't talk about percentages
My shooter hold it sideways
Youngin got no etiquette
Told her make it sloppy
And she does it all with emphasis
Jersday.com
Log on for your membership
Rhymebook got me paid
Cause I honed in on my penmanship
Always check the source because
I don't trust their rhetoric
You think that I was hiding
If I let you see the residence
Get money money money
Baby girl
That's the mantra
New Jesus piece
God told me ima prosper
She listen to my music fell in love with my persona
And she look like LA LA and she chef up enchiladas
We only shoot to kill
Yeah
R.I.P the Mamba
Whoa
All black everything
Yeah
Like we in Wakanda
Crib in Toronto and a stash house out in Oshawa
Gloves and your mask
Because you must remain anonymous
I use to take the bus
But now I bust it down
See me I just kept working
When no one was around
I started from the bottom
Better yet underground
And now I'm doing shows
In places that they can't pronounce
Ayeeeee
I need me a house
About to build off these bricks
I know you ain't shit
You play on the block
And you moving them nicks
Gotta keep me a grip
Cause nigga be plotting and scheming and shit
I'm on this shit
Every track me and Jameel don't miss
We in the jungle
Was hit hard
Niggas know I ain't fumble
Real rap
Niggas know I don't mumble
Got 5 for 5
That's Dikembe Mutombo
One wave of my finger
My youngins they on you
I bossed up
And you niggas live dormant
I wanna know
How it feel to be rich
You wanna know
How it feel to be this
I heard about you
You a rat and a snitch
A real bitch
You sit down when you piss
John Gotti
The one calling the hits
We rush in your crib
Like we came with a blitz
I'm getting money
So she sucking this dick
I don't pop on no pill
I be popping my shit
I showed her ma poll
She started to strip
A rolling stone
This the life that I live
I don't realize man
How much I be having to exercise
My pen rapping after E
It aint fun being in the studio with man
Lets go
We gonna do it like this
When I am aiming for the fences
I lost acouple friendships
You aint put no work for this
Don't talk about percentages
My shooter hold it sideways
Youngin got no etiquette
Told her make it sloppy
And she does it all with emphasis
Jersday.com
Log on for your membership
Rhymebook got me paid
Cause I honed in on my penmanship
Always check the source because
I don't trust their rhetoric
You think that I was hiding
If I let you see the residence
Get money money money
Baby girl
That's the mantra
New Jesus piece
God told me ima prosper
She listen to my music fell in love with my persona
And she look like LA LA and she chef up enchiladas
We only shoot to kill
Yeah
R.I.P the Mamba
Whoa
All black everything
Yeah
Like we in Wakanda
Crib in Toronto and a stash house out in Oshawa
Gloves and your mask
Because you must remain anonymous
I use to take the bus
But now I bust it down
See me I just kept working
When no one was around
I started from the bottom
Better yet underground
And now I'm doing shows
In places that they can't pronounce
Ayeeeee
Credits
Writer(s): Asmar Capers
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