Loaded

Gotta get it like a
Yeah
Yeah
MRTZ Poet know what I'm saying
Yeah
Yeah yeah

Knocking it out of the park
I have no need for a spark
Gotta get it like I'm Tony stark
I just been blessed with a part
You ain't never really play a part
This is alpha omega art
I been kicking yeah I made it far
They talk about hungry They ain't really hungry
They speeding in place
Eating off dinner plates
You guessed it I been a way
Taking yo spot cause you don't want it
Boy know you been a waste
Move on up out the way poet gon dine today
Mamas gon cry today
Imma make holiday holiday

My homie don't understand I'm tryna get it off the floor
Asking me this about a Ho
Why get one you can get four
Metaphoric answer there a deeper meaning in the anthem
If I play the game right no need for the banter
Be a star and you get the hoes
Clout come and they

I just been tripping too focused on popping not flopping I'm with it
Everybody know that poet be different
They don't really want it they just happy be here
This ain't a hobby to me
I'm trying to be the best and take all of they seats
I trying be best and sell outta them seats
Xing it out all of them meeks
This ain't a mind for the weak
Yeah this ain't a mind for
Nah this ain't a mind for
Nah this ain't a mind for the weak
I'll say it again I'll say it three times
I say it to win I been on my grind
I'll say it again replay in yo mind (Yeah yeah)

You're going to show up to play
And you're going to lollygag through this scrimmage
Through this drill
I'm going to beat you
I'm going to let you know that I beat you
And I'm gonna want you to reconsider your professional life choice

My homie don't understand I'm tryna get it off the floor
Asking me this about a Ho
Why get one you can get four
Metaphoric answer there a deeper meaning in the anthem
If I play the game right no need for the banter
Be a star and you get the hoes
Clout come and they come fasho
Stop asking questions bout it kinfolk
I'm tryna ride in a range rove that's a play car
This a play bro ever believed in yourself
So much you carry that heat by yourself
Pump in yo heart you bleeding yourself
Do anything become a demon yourself
This ain't a mind for

I need wealth to my self
I can't help mayne
This is death I don't care
How it felt mayne
I'm on edge can't you tell
How I dealt pain
Hand you the truth and tell you all that man what for eff that boy I got a belt
Huh yeah wait
Cause you my son give you this discipline
I ain't the one but I am the one
The one and the done
The one that go plunge
The one that go numero uno
I kick you around and throw you like judo
You can't touch me now to far like Pluto
Armanii and poet a loaded new duo



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Writer(s): Jeremy Wiley
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