Words Together

I will fuck y'all up, if you don't listen to me now
Want the biggest hype for sentences way thicker than your brows
Living off a reference presented for a thou
And I promise I be straight about the shit that's coming out
Pitiful, it sounds, bitching for some clout
I see the fantasy you in, you makin' up a clown
I will only beef if there's some' to beef 'bout
So I sit at ease since there is none to eat for now
Is lunch somewhere around? Is Peter coming down?
Is me penning 'bout me panicking, finna panning out?
You too busy for a hobby, it's exhausting to see
I got this to make me happy, it's costing me sleep
Quit downtalking me
I only be the person I am wanting to be
Shit that's bonkers to peeps
Rappers talking dope, how they the boss in the streets
Does not belong to me I'm the boss of the beats (ah shit)
With every verse I'm getting better
So let's wait until the second then compare it to the sessions
I put on a pedestal, the pedal store is out of pedals
I put them to the metal, til they broke it was a wrestle
Foot fight to me, I'm competitive as shadows
But I'll win every battle
And don't give up or get fed up
You won't even reach me with a ladder
It'll hurt when I'll be back I'm like a return to sender (and I matter)

The way I put them words together
I swear I can make 'em all surrender
I am back on my shit, cause I persevere it
So outta this world, make 'em search for planets
The way I put them words together
I swear I can make 'em all surrender
I am back on my shit, cause I persevere it
So outta this world, make 'em search for planets

One day I'll be too far (yea)
Hit up at three for the wood that is forward (yea)
Then survive, was it six?, we with 7 up here
Til we ate, these are nines, it's a handwrit-ten pair
Yea, I, I is all I hear you ain't a captain
The team is number one if there's none then the fans is
Blowing out the candles cause you got a deathwish
Going against me, cause I will get defensive
Out of talent is a weird kinda absence
Your bangers no where near my adlibs
All I hear is woo! and some yahs! and some ahs!
Like the audience of football, or sports like lacrosse
You lied who you are
It's like a cowboy riding a horse, see he don't be riding them cows
Or you call it Iphone when it ain't yours
Some rappers aren't rappers, I am here to restore the game

The way I put them words together
I swear I can make 'em all surrender
I am back on my shit, cause I persevere it
So outta this world, make 'em search for planets
The way I put them words together
I swear I can make 'em all surrender
I am back on my shit, cause I persevere it
So outta this world, make 'em search for planets



Credits
Writer(s): Britt Heuker Of Hoek
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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