1800 Flow
Barnes
Look
I told her she cant see me till she get that attitude adjusted
Im like John Cena rapping tryna get a championship
Its my time now, all you niggas need to calm down
I put the pipe in yo bitch while i smoke you niggas out
They looking down on me till i fuck around and get a wraith
Finna shine so bright all you niggas need shades
They said that we was blood why they out here throwing shades
They flexing with the paper till i turn the next page
Switch the flow like I'm swerving lane to lane all you niggas talking crazy but i got it in my game
I been tryna tell you boys we are far from the same
We getting to this paper very soon ill make it rain
They tryna bury me but i keep my head on a swivel
I got em overthinking like im spitting these riddles I'm dropping bricks on they head so they can build me a mansion
Cop a brick and let em have it send they ass into pension
Niggas so fake so they happy face masking dedicated to the money you can ask Ben Askren
They aint ready for this fight, its just buttons they be spamming
I been working overtime, make sure the money stay stacking
Had yo bitch break dancing let her ass in the whip she face gagging
Sucking on this chocolate like she used to work at baskin
Niggas disrespect i let em ride in a casket i got all this energy and cant nobody match it
I got, written plans on a canvas
Mj status thats the glory ima bask in
Pull up in a beamer rocking shows full arenas, plucking out my success i just bought a pair of tweezers eh
Sea sick but i still showboat
Niggas dozing off but i gotta stay woke
Flow so smooth like im sailing on the coast tho i aint scared to go deep you niggas living on the coast
Back turned to you niggas like I'm dunking from the post
Sweat drippin on yo corpse now how bout we make a toast
Im finna flex my shit but i promise it ain't for show
Bust my ass to get this far but i still gotta grow
Flip the script on me, turn your back on me, i still ball
Ruler of this shit, you dont measure up, i stand tall
Im a different beast, I'm just here to feast, its a brawl
Here to break records
I don't need CD's
I do it raw
Its Barnes nigga
Represent 8City this is what we do nigga
Fuck outta here
Im gone nigga
Look
I told her she cant see me till she get that attitude adjusted
Im like John Cena rapping tryna get a championship
Its my time now, all you niggas need to calm down
I put the pipe in yo bitch while i smoke you niggas out
They looking down on me till i fuck around and get a wraith
Finna shine so bright all you niggas need shades
They said that we was blood why they out here throwing shades
They flexing with the paper till i turn the next page
Switch the flow like I'm swerving lane to lane all you niggas talking crazy but i got it in my game
I been tryna tell you boys we are far from the same
We getting to this paper very soon ill make it rain
They tryna bury me but i keep my head on a swivel
I got em overthinking like im spitting these riddles I'm dropping bricks on they head so they can build me a mansion
Cop a brick and let em have it send they ass into pension
Niggas so fake so they happy face masking dedicated to the money you can ask Ben Askren
They aint ready for this fight, its just buttons they be spamming
I been working overtime, make sure the money stay stacking
Had yo bitch break dancing let her ass in the whip she face gagging
Sucking on this chocolate like she used to work at baskin
Niggas disrespect i let em ride in a casket i got all this energy and cant nobody match it
I got, written plans on a canvas
Mj status thats the glory ima bask in
Pull up in a beamer rocking shows full arenas, plucking out my success i just bought a pair of tweezers eh
Sea sick but i still showboat
Niggas dozing off but i gotta stay woke
Flow so smooth like im sailing on the coast tho i aint scared to go deep you niggas living on the coast
Back turned to you niggas like I'm dunking from the post
Sweat drippin on yo corpse now how bout we make a toast
Im finna flex my shit but i promise it ain't for show
Bust my ass to get this far but i still gotta grow
Flip the script on me, turn your back on me, i still ball
Ruler of this shit, you dont measure up, i stand tall
Im a different beast, I'm just here to feast, its a brawl
Here to break records
I don't need CD's
I do it raw
Its Barnes nigga
Represent 8City this is what we do nigga
Fuck outta here
Im gone nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Barnes, Melvin Brooks
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