Crush
This that west coast shit, bitch I'm cali cut
This that Kerala gold, fuck that alley stuff
How you gonna get out when that alley's tough?
Like how you gonna 'oop when that alley's up?
The world turned on its axle now it's hopping on trends
Rappers driving hondas talk bout coppin a benz
Was thrown to the city with a fighter's mindset
Bout to fuck the world, jotting rhymes on rhymes and
Now I'm penning down my chapters to fight for the title
Verses from a prophet like I'm writing the Bible
I'm a prophet, yeah I ain't in it for profits
I'm in it for knowledge what you wishing to call it?
And this world is only kind to you if you put up a facade
So fuck the world cause I'm destined for the stars
And I hustled yesterday like there's no tomorrow
So I can fucking rest today like there's no tomorrow, like
Crush, clean roll that shit
Dig her like I wanna hoe that bitch
Barely 21 but I'm so savage
She give it straight to me with no tactics
Like fuck, she a whole package
Got me opening the door just to go back in
When I'm in the spot then you know what's happening
I'll fight for the crown while you all cappin, like crush
Here's a question for all you rappers sitting lower than par
How you gon focus on verses when you can't focus on bars?
The ones that got you trapped, the same ones that I raise
Way too many impostors among us in this game
Look I ain't come from the riches, and I ain't come from the fame
Though I know I'm headed there but that's for some other day
Now if you have any doubts, better chuck them away
Like this boy ain't shit, what the fuck did you say?
This is my throne, just know it when I sit
And no one bout to top me, no, no one but my bitch
Y'all will go and judge me without knowing my intent
While I'm aiming at your throat like Covid when I spit
Gon' be, stacking them racks like them hoes up on my dick
My flow so fucking sick I feel like Hova with this shit
I been, hustling through while y'all throw another fit
It's over for you bitches time to roll another spliff, like
Crush, clean roll that shit
Dig her like I wanna hoe that bitch
Barely 21 but I'm so savage
She give it straight to me with no tactics
Like fuck, she a whole package
Got me opening the door just to go back in
When I'm in the spot then you know what's happening
I'll fight for the crown while you all cappin', like crush
This that Kerala gold, fuck that alley stuff
How you gonna get out when that alley's tough?
Like how you gonna 'oop when that alley's up?
The world turned on its axle now it's hopping on trends
Rappers driving hondas talk bout coppin a benz
Was thrown to the city with a fighter's mindset
Bout to fuck the world, jotting rhymes on rhymes and
Now I'm penning down my chapters to fight for the title
Verses from a prophet like I'm writing the Bible
I'm a prophet, yeah I ain't in it for profits
I'm in it for knowledge what you wishing to call it?
And this world is only kind to you if you put up a facade
So fuck the world cause I'm destined for the stars
And I hustled yesterday like there's no tomorrow
So I can fucking rest today like there's no tomorrow, like
Crush, clean roll that shit
Dig her like I wanna hoe that bitch
Barely 21 but I'm so savage
She give it straight to me with no tactics
Like fuck, she a whole package
Got me opening the door just to go back in
When I'm in the spot then you know what's happening
I'll fight for the crown while you all cappin, like crush
Here's a question for all you rappers sitting lower than par
How you gon focus on verses when you can't focus on bars?
The ones that got you trapped, the same ones that I raise
Way too many impostors among us in this game
Look I ain't come from the riches, and I ain't come from the fame
Though I know I'm headed there but that's for some other day
Now if you have any doubts, better chuck them away
Like this boy ain't shit, what the fuck did you say?
This is my throne, just know it when I sit
And no one bout to top me, no, no one but my bitch
Y'all will go and judge me without knowing my intent
While I'm aiming at your throat like Covid when I spit
Gon' be, stacking them racks like them hoes up on my dick
My flow so fucking sick I feel like Hova with this shit
I been, hustling through while y'all throw another fit
It's over for you bitches time to roll another spliff, like
Crush, clean roll that shit
Dig her like I wanna hoe that bitch
Barely 21 but I'm so savage
She give it straight to me with no tactics
Like fuck, she a whole package
Got me opening the door just to go back in
When I'm in the spot then you know what's happening
I'll fight for the crown while you all cappin', like crush
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Writer(s): Abhijeet Varma
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