Classic
Yeah uh
Check
Yeah uh
Heavy is the head my crown ain slipping
I seen jokers claim king they just clown niggas
Called a backpack rapper cause my style different
But my book bag had pound in it
My name's a whole sentence
Now I'm on a mission
Lyrics of value I'm known to keep the crowd attention
Took me bout an hour to go download the rhythm
From the underground now let's get down to business
Product of the trenches I can rock with precision
Went from playing rock paper scissors
To moving rocks late and getting paid like way before dinner
Losing in the beginning is what made me a winner
I came to kill'em lyrically I'm a grave digger
Paul bearer bar sharer ima straight spitter
Stay in my own lane Ian no lane switcher
They say real artists paint pictures
But it's harder when the audience ain tryna listen
Man man I love it when it feel classic
They wondering if I still have it
It's like everytime we drop issa classic
Rhymes' jus timeless issa classic
The melody matches the essence the fabric
Yeah man I love it when it feel classic
Yeah it's not bout who's the baddest
Or who did it the fastest
it's bout getting better it's the everlasting
I swear man I love it when it feel classic
This' for them niggas who be switching crews
Or act like bitches and be in different moods
Boss now played the middle man in middle school
Ion pity the fool don't get it misconstrued
Never was midget or considered minuscule
Nowadays most woman be realer than dudes
Still amused but for real I'm really confused
Get out the city for a few for some different views
Went from an opening act to a top biller
Never bitter I get better ima guap getter
Currently bout my currency ima hot spitter
Stop tripping back in my bag like a shop lifter
Shiiiid I'm Jimmy Butler when they ain give me nothing
Back against the wall all you gon hear is the semi busting
Was pushing the culture the city wasn't
Food for thought this was just sitting in the oven
Black Lives Matter like errbody my cousin
Said I love it when it feel classic
They wondering if I still have it
It's like everytime we drop issa classic
Rhymes' jus timeless issa classic
The melody matches the essence the fabric
Yeah man I love it when it feel classic
Yeah it's not bout who's the baddest
Or who did it the fastest
it's bout getting better it's the everlasting
I swear man I love it when it feel classic
Check
Yeah uh
Heavy is the head my crown ain slipping
I seen jokers claim king they just clown niggas
Called a backpack rapper cause my style different
But my book bag had pound in it
My name's a whole sentence
Now I'm on a mission
Lyrics of value I'm known to keep the crowd attention
Took me bout an hour to go download the rhythm
From the underground now let's get down to business
Product of the trenches I can rock with precision
Went from playing rock paper scissors
To moving rocks late and getting paid like way before dinner
Losing in the beginning is what made me a winner
I came to kill'em lyrically I'm a grave digger
Paul bearer bar sharer ima straight spitter
Stay in my own lane Ian no lane switcher
They say real artists paint pictures
But it's harder when the audience ain tryna listen
Man man I love it when it feel classic
They wondering if I still have it
It's like everytime we drop issa classic
Rhymes' jus timeless issa classic
The melody matches the essence the fabric
Yeah man I love it when it feel classic
Yeah it's not bout who's the baddest
Or who did it the fastest
it's bout getting better it's the everlasting
I swear man I love it when it feel classic
This' for them niggas who be switching crews
Or act like bitches and be in different moods
Boss now played the middle man in middle school
Ion pity the fool don't get it misconstrued
Never was midget or considered minuscule
Nowadays most woman be realer than dudes
Still amused but for real I'm really confused
Get out the city for a few for some different views
Went from an opening act to a top biller
Never bitter I get better ima guap getter
Currently bout my currency ima hot spitter
Stop tripping back in my bag like a shop lifter
Shiiiid I'm Jimmy Butler when they ain give me nothing
Back against the wall all you gon hear is the semi busting
Was pushing the culture the city wasn't
Food for thought this was just sitting in the oven
Black Lives Matter like errbody my cousin
Said I love it when it feel classic
They wondering if I still have it
It's like everytime we drop issa classic
Rhymes' jus timeless issa classic
The melody matches the essence the fabric
Yeah man I love it when it feel classic
Yeah it's not bout who's the baddest
Or who did it the fastest
it's bout getting better it's the everlasting
I swear man I love it when it feel classic
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Buie
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