Ceelo Green (feat. Majestic)
Yeah, look
I got 20 thousand flows, every time I spit a verse, I make the storms come
Rap Poseidon, never claiming God, I was born one
Can't be squaring up to dudes like me, get your form up
Kill a rapper while I kill a beat, that's my warm up
Y'all can't outperform us
Y'all the type to read the book of Eli like a mormon
Never had a holy scripture now they out here tryna force one
Y'all gotta try next, niggas turn me to the bored one
Word to Ty-X, they don't ever see the war come
L's aren't really for us
Wells is really on one
2020 Bayern how I'm handling these four cups
You'd swear I had two Rami's with me, shit is getting more Ruff
Taking curses like virgins, I swear to God I'm giving no fucks
Spitting verses like surgeons, I stitch it good and I need no luck
Spit until my throat's fucked
G.O.A.T stuff
Still dont take a day off
Everyday's like the playoffs
A rapper with a day job
Take shots at me, way off
You'd probably shed a tear if I told you I ever took an L
Everything I do Buffalo Bill, I do it well
Exclusively focused on lessons and dubs
The second part's better like Usher's sex in the club
When I emcee it's TLC, I don't mess with no scrubs
I didn't make this for the TikTok
I made this for the hip-hop heads who only care about the tick tock of their wrist watch
You know what time it is but I'm timeless when I make shit pop
Bow to your highness before I dabble in violence
King of the underground, bury me with Osiris
Sleeping on me, y'all biting and get the itis
You couldn't even smell me, so stop, the sign is for sinus
If women lie and men lie
Why do we treat numbers like the truth when we the ones who make the pen slide?
But I don't really need those tings
I need M's, I'm way too tired to see low greens, nigga
Music is an art form, the words are the paint
The beat is a canvas, careful what you say
Music is an art form, the world is your muse
Life is a drug, and imma use and abuse
Music is an art form, flows are strokes
I dream upstream, forever rowing your boat
Music is an art form, this is a masterpiece
Don't need a list when you're the one, the all come after me
This ain't a story of glory, this ain't a story of triumph
This ain't a verse from King David, this the rise of a giant
Schi controlling these flows, like he was holding a trident
Niggas containing their flows, fuck it, I fucked up the hydrant
Made these rappers go mute
Got em banned from the booth
Couldn't give us the truth
Got exiled from the crew
See y'all sending those shots, I hope y'all willing to shoot
Y'all want respect on the block, I want respect in the booth
I swear this fire won't die in me
Swear this pressure gon' diamond me
Crown the king that's inside of me
Higher beings have been eyeing me
I'm a last of a dying breed
Reign as far as the eye can see
True, I'm seriously scarred, but I don't know if I can bleed
That's one hell of irony
(That's one hell of an irony)
Sometimes I feel like I'm spiraling
When I fall it goes viral
But it's the climb that inspires me
Now I feature my idols
Y'all cannot take what's inside of me
That's my lust for the title
The system can't keep denying me, I done passed all the trials
The system can't keep denying me, I done passed all the trials
I keep on ticking the boxes, you niggas Tik on the Tok
The game's on lock, I'm a locksmith, I'm slowly picking the lock
I'm slowly forcing my way in
Show no remorse on my way in
Schillo done bought him a whip, that's proof you'll never enslave him
There's times I'm lost in a daydream, I'm swimming up North
A crowd of 30 thousand plus in the distance, on shore
But then I picture me drowning, I never make it to shore
Then I wake up next to Carmen, bumping Tupac Shakur
What if this shit has more meaning?
What if it's more than daydreaming?
What if my flow's a metaphor for the river I'm swimming?
What if the people on shore need some healing from feelings?
And I'm drowning in my flows tryna give them that healing
Make sure the life that you living is the life that you chose
So when your bros become your foes, they the bros that you chose
I got 20 thousand flows, every time I spit a verse, I make the storms come
Rap Poseidon, never claiming God, I was born one
Can't be squaring up to dudes like me, get your form up
Kill a rapper while I kill a beat, that's my warm up
Y'all can't outperform us
Y'all the type to read the book of Eli like a mormon
Never had a holy scripture now they out here tryna force one
Y'all gotta try next, niggas turn me to the bored one
Word to Ty-X, they don't ever see the war come
L's aren't really for us
Wells is really on one
2020 Bayern how I'm handling these four cups
You'd swear I had two Rami's with me, shit is getting more Ruff
Taking curses like virgins, I swear to God I'm giving no fucks
Spitting verses like surgeons, I stitch it good and I need no luck
Spit until my throat's fucked
G.O.A.T stuff
Still dont take a day off
Everyday's like the playoffs
A rapper with a day job
Take shots at me, way off
You'd probably shed a tear if I told you I ever took an L
Everything I do Buffalo Bill, I do it well
Exclusively focused on lessons and dubs
The second part's better like Usher's sex in the club
When I emcee it's TLC, I don't mess with no scrubs
I didn't make this for the TikTok
I made this for the hip-hop heads who only care about the tick tock of their wrist watch
You know what time it is but I'm timeless when I make shit pop
Bow to your highness before I dabble in violence
King of the underground, bury me with Osiris
Sleeping on me, y'all biting and get the itis
You couldn't even smell me, so stop, the sign is for sinus
If women lie and men lie
Why do we treat numbers like the truth when we the ones who make the pen slide?
But I don't really need those tings
I need M's, I'm way too tired to see low greens, nigga
Music is an art form, the words are the paint
The beat is a canvas, careful what you say
Music is an art form, the world is your muse
Life is a drug, and imma use and abuse
Music is an art form, flows are strokes
I dream upstream, forever rowing your boat
Music is an art form, this is a masterpiece
Don't need a list when you're the one, the all come after me
This ain't a story of glory, this ain't a story of triumph
This ain't a verse from King David, this the rise of a giant
Schi controlling these flows, like he was holding a trident
Niggas containing their flows, fuck it, I fucked up the hydrant
Made these rappers go mute
Got em banned from the booth
Couldn't give us the truth
Got exiled from the crew
See y'all sending those shots, I hope y'all willing to shoot
Y'all want respect on the block, I want respect in the booth
I swear this fire won't die in me
Swear this pressure gon' diamond me
Crown the king that's inside of me
Higher beings have been eyeing me
I'm a last of a dying breed
Reign as far as the eye can see
True, I'm seriously scarred, but I don't know if I can bleed
That's one hell of irony
(That's one hell of an irony)
Sometimes I feel like I'm spiraling
When I fall it goes viral
But it's the climb that inspires me
Now I feature my idols
Y'all cannot take what's inside of me
That's my lust for the title
The system can't keep denying me, I done passed all the trials
The system can't keep denying me, I done passed all the trials
I keep on ticking the boxes, you niggas Tik on the Tok
The game's on lock, I'm a locksmith, I'm slowly picking the lock
I'm slowly forcing my way in
Show no remorse on my way in
Schillo done bought him a whip, that's proof you'll never enslave him
There's times I'm lost in a daydream, I'm swimming up North
A crowd of 30 thousand plus in the distance, on shore
But then I picture me drowning, I never make it to shore
Then I wake up next to Carmen, bumping Tupac Shakur
What if this shit has more meaning?
What if it's more than daydreaming?
What if my flow's a metaphor for the river I'm swimming?
What if the people on shore need some healing from feelings?
And I'm drowning in my flows tryna give them that healing
Make sure the life that you living is the life that you chose
So when your bros become your foes, they the bros that you chose
Credits
Writer(s): Brinley Wells
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