Kcmo Rapper
Just A KCMO rapper dawg
816 repping, strong
Look I know that I'm black and supposed to be
Rapping about trapping and stuff (I ain't)
But I'm actually I'm happy with being A nerd
And rapping about wrapping my bud in a Sweetwood
No capping or acting on things that I've never done
A captain that's lacking his crew
Call us Straw Hats, we attacking with few
Show up to the show, quiet and cool
Then I get on stage and throw grenades, this is World War 3
If you ain't with me then you in the way
I practice these flows like the mystic arts
Your boy on a roll, need a shorty to roll A blunt while we kick back
Coughing up a lung until I have a six pack
I watch anime and don't have a felony
I ain't a shooter but the nine is close to me
Homies showed me who they ain't supposed to be
Women see the glow, now they wanna take hold off me
I know they just wanna get over me
So who gave you foes permission to speak
I move on my own, you can follow my lead
I got back on my feet and been planted like trees
I learned to have faith me
I give all praise to THC
Can a brother get an A GRAM (A GRAM)
Elevation be with you
May sedation guide my way
If you ain't tryna smoke, get out my face
But shorty can still come around my place
I'm at peace in the clouds like namaste (Yeah)
I know I ain't A trapper
No, I just go for what I'm after
Yeah, Never known to be a slacker
No, I'm just a KCMO Rapper
Look I know that I come from the city of murder
We fill in these graves like heaven is certain
This shits insane, so my blunts enflamed
While I play some beats and get to working
I fill up my mind tryna nickle and dime
Some studio time to calm my urges
I turned to hip hop cause the rhymes never stop
Neither do the cops or the opps thats lurking
I stay in the house tryna figure this out
In the city of blood fountains (blood fountains)
You can clearly see these bodies lay in the streets
Have formed a grudge mountain
Shooters shooting uzis and bazookas
Boosters boosting Loewe and computers
I stay lowkey tryna dodge the losers
Tryna have more wealth than Mansa Musa
I'ma laid-back dude but watch how you step to me
Have you looking like One Piece Bellamy
Bouncing off the walls, money stacking tall
Chilling at the house, rarely going out, blunt in my mouth
Music in my ears, writing down my fears, investing all my years
Blood, sweat and tears, goals are crystal clear
Can't hear what the haters are telling me
Too busy working on melodies
Y'all busy talking that blah blah
I'm smoking more than a Rasta
Rich in resources like Ghana
But I don't outsource my bars nah
Young work horse, not far gone
Just floating on a nimbus cloud, straight diesel, this nimbus loud
I know I ain't A trapper
No, I just go for what I'm after
Yeah, Never known to be a slacker
No, I'm just a KCMO Rapper
816 repping, strong
Look I know that I'm black and supposed to be
Rapping about trapping and stuff (I ain't)
But I'm actually I'm happy with being A nerd
And rapping about wrapping my bud in a Sweetwood
No capping or acting on things that I've never done
A captain that's lacking his crew
Call us Straw Hats, we attacking with few
Show up to the show, quiet and cool
Then I get on stage and throw grenades, this is World War 3
If you ain't with me then you in the way
I practice these flows like the mystic arts
Your boy on a roll, need a shorty to roll A blunt while we kick back
Coughing up a lung until I have a six pack
I watch anime and don't have a felony
I ain't a shooter but the nine is close to me
Homies showed me who they ain't supposed to be
Women see the glow, now they wanna take hold off me
I know they just wanna get over me
So who gave you foes permission to speak
I move on my own, you can follow my lead
I got back on my feet and been planted like trees
I learned to have faith me
I give all praise to THC
Can a brother get an A GRAM (A GRAM)
Elevation be with you
May sedation guide my way
If you ain't tryna smoke, get out my face
But shorty can still come around my place
I'm at peace in the clouds like namaste (Yeah)
I know I ain't A trapper
No, I just go for what I'm after
Yeah, Never known to be a slacker
No, I'm just a KCMO Rapper
Look I know that I come from the city of murder
We fill in these graves like heaven is certain
This shits insane, so my blunts enflamed
While I play some beats and get to working
I fill up my mind tryna nickle and dime
Some studio time to calm my urges
I turned to hip hop cause the rhymes never stop
Neither do the cops or the opps thats lurking
I stay in the house tryna figure this out
In the city of blood fountains (blood fountains)
You can clearly see these bodies lay in the streets
Have formed a grudge mountain
Shooters shooting uzis and bazookas
Boosters boosting Loewe and computers
I stay lowkey tryna dodge the losers
Tryna have more wealth than Mansa Musa
I'ma laid-back dude but watch how you step to me
Have you looking like One Piece Bellamy
Bouncing off the walls, money stacking tall
Chilling at the house, rarely going out, blunt in my mouth
Music in my ears, writing down my fears, investing all my years
Blood, sweat and tears, goals are crystal clear
Can't hear what the haters are telling me
Too busy working on melodies
Y'all busy talking that blah blah
I'm smoking more than a Rasta
Rich in resources like Ghana
But I don't outsource my bars nah
Young work horse, not far gone
Just floating on a nimbus cloud, straight diesel, this nimbus loud
I know I ain't A trapper
No, I just go for what I'm after
Yeah, Never known to be a slacker
No, I'm just a KCMO Rapper
Credits
Writer(s): Nabil Latafi, Brandon Allen Taylor
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