Flawless Victory

Yo, I swear to God when I touch this mic
I'm like Scorpion with his mask off shorty
Flawless Victory, Fatality (Fight)

More life to the real niggas and death to the frauds
Got that Shimmy Shimmy Ya cause I heard you like it raw
It's pure put it on your gum and let it numb your jaw
Won't stop till I'm pushing Double R's puffing on cigars
I'm a vet with these lines so all you pups fall in line
And show respect to the crown, fore' I have to put you down
The OG's respect me and like the way I maneuver
Bout to start a new movement of disciples like Larry Hoover
Slick as a can of grease on some Crisco shit
I'm bringing the revolution on some Diplo shit
The niggas I got wit' me they'll flip so quick
I nod my head, they'll Break Ya' Neck on some Flipmode shit
I'm fiendin' for that money like a drunk that's off the bottle
Scratching for that paper like I'm trying to hit the lotto
The road to riches rough as fuck I'm tryin' to dodge the potholes
Rolling solo now I had to split from my hermanos

You won't hear nothing but praise when you mention me
I slay (sleigh) shit like St. Nick on Christmas Eve
This new pack I just copped is so good
I'm bout to grind it up, roll it up then burn it down like it's Rosewood
And while I medicate I'll meditate
On how to get my money's weight class up from featherweight to heavyweight
It's my time now nigga I'm bout to elevate
Me and my dogs are starving it's like we never ate
Baltimore crazy but it's home regardless
Where niggas pack that tone and got that flower for sale like Home & Garden
Come out this bitch and then start flexin' in the wrong apartments
And catch a Rocket to your chest like you Russ or Harden
Word to the wise man don't test the best
I'll psychologically break you down, get in your head like Professor X
Hit the deck it's like a shootout when I'm catching wreck
Got darts flying on some Wu shit, Protect Ya Neck

I'm out here plotting how to make a profit
To get my shit as hot as bacon grease to feed my fam, let's get it poppin'
You hatin' on me you won't get far
Cause that would be frontin' all of you Rugrats idolize me like I'm Reptar
So get that hatred out your heart youngin'
You lil munchkins ain't bout nothin' I'll crush you like a bag of Funyons
To stack that paper is my only function
And to make sure my circumference never cease feasting while you niggas lunching
Who ever thought that I would get this nice
The pictures I paint even Stevie see, all my songs In The Key Of Life
Shine like a diamond RiRi right, yeah I'm VV bright
Boy quit your whinin' (Winan) I hate you BeBe and CeCe types
I know the reason you done failed so long
Step in my office and let me give you some pointers like a nail salon
Go get your skills up and then you'll get your bills up
A sniper with this mic shit nigga go get your kills up



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Writer(s): Raymond Gwynn
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