Issac Newton

i just went and spoke to god
he pointed to the profit
i said niggas pocket watching but the big man said i got it
he said i stole the show, we starting laughing to be honest
i already own this shit bro... why would i rob it
but please dont take me literally
when it's me and g, we're muscled like scoops of creatine
i was eating indomie
now i order vietnamese
had to get the bag up cos this life is full of hidden fees
now every days a working day
every weeks a business week
everyday i break my back
cos the digits make me pleased to see
i still find time to smoke my trees
evil eye, they envy me
how can they try send for me,
these dogs ain't on my pedigree
available and readily able to take revenge
i don't wanna see another young man meet his end
i don't sugarcoat the shit, we don't play pretend
just can't have a nigga sitting on the fence
stillllll
im benzo boppin on main roads
i could never wife me a thot
streets or music, sully or kano
but i could never take that loss
pounds to paper
brand new trainers
iced out bracelet, soon come watch
made grown in the green like moss
now just laugh at cost
now we just laugh at costs
now we just laugh at costs woah
now just laugh at costs
now we just laugh at cost woah
(now we just, now we just)
now we just laugh at costs (woah)
made growth in the green like moss
now we just laugh at costs
im keeping it fresh, im never gon rot
u man are just crying get back in ya cot
I hop out the whip like jack in the box
u man are all fake, i dont need a prop, (uh)
lets celebrate i go take shot,
im on a wave its like im yacht,
you all the same and dont think u not
man htk you know hes on top,
im playing, man you think you really hard and you titanium
but you csnt see theres soemthing really fucked up in ur cranium
you just want some sort of fame or something with your name in it,
but ima walk up on your scene with drip and ima rain on it, (yeah)
im working every single day,
dont do it for fame dont do it for payment,
tryna make a wave; sail it,
murder a beat like my name is jason,
light up another get fried like bacon,
keep my eye on myself, dont worry bout paigons,
i spit fire, but aint no satan,
you got plastic bars man fake it,
yea you know my shit is better and its hurting, well
go sip on detergent, or ill put u in the dirt my bro,
smoking on this sound it got me higher than a hurdle,
some bruddas carried by the beats fam its all about wording (yo)
you say you do it for the music and i find thay shit amusing,
your just dead like rizla blue, fam take the clue, your clueless,
me and jesi on this heat, u wouldnt think we human,
i been smoking weight so much man you would think im issac newton



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Writer(s): Harry Wright, John Esin
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