Chronos!
Oh yea I need more of this shit
I'm the king of the forest it's lit
Yeah she like the top of the class so I gave her my valedictorian tip
Yeah they gon Rue the day that I got all my Jules I am on my euphorian shit
All he talking is cap, I don't know how you listen to him and encourage his shit
I'm waiting on riches, I'm tryna see money bags every time I sign documents
I'm waiting on numbers I'm tryna see stats, I'm just tryna see green and a lot of it
I'm waiting on comments from all of the haters, and I know they really mean compliments
I'm waiting to be on the stage, and I'm ready for them to see me as a monument
I don't think they ready
I keep the target on lock and it's steady
Where is my confetti
I'll wrap it up and eat it just like spaghetti
I'm working hard but ion see nothing sweating
They say I'm cheating when I'm spitting like eddy
It's Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, peek the people saying that its petty
This instrumental make me lash out
Yeah these keys unlock ya to the cash-out
Yea this heat will give yo ass stroke, the only thing you hear is lyrics when you pass out
When me and the mic fucking touch it is more than a static shock, I cause a blackout
Hit em with a frog splash then I pin then make that mothafucka tap out
I'm the king of the forest it's lit
Yeah she like the top of the class so I gave her my valedictorian tip
Yeah they gon Rue the day that I got all my Jules I am on my euphorian shit
All he talking is cap, I don't know how you listen to him and encourage his shit
I'm waiting on riches, I'm tryna see money bags every time I sign documents
I'm waiting on numbers I'm tryna see stats, I'm just tryna see green and a lot of it
I'm waiting on comments from all of the haters, and I know they really mean compliments
I'm waiting to be on the stage, and I'm ready for them to see me as a monument
I don't think they ready
I keep the target on lock and it's steady
Where is my confetti
I'll wrap it up and eat it just like spaghetti
I'm working hard but ion see nothing sweating
They say I'm cheating when I'm spitting like eddy
It's Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, peek the people saying that its petty
This instrumental make me lash out
Yeah these keys unlock ya to the cash-out
Yea this heat will give yo ass stroke, the only thing you hear is lyrics when you pass out
When me and the mic fucking touch it is more than a static shock, I cause a blackout
Hit em with a frog splash then I pin then make that mothafucka tap out
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery Bond
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