Ras - Heretic

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I do this for my strip
I don't need no gram to fucking flip
I can't ever fucking get clipped
Yeah I do this for my strip
I just need my romesco dip
Young Ras he stay stacking them chips
Yeah I do this for my strip
I might need a gun up on my hip
Cause I've seen too many brothers get hit
Yeah I do this for my strip
Born like this off rip
Piss you off nigga I could give a shit
Yeah I do this for my strip

I'm making classics it's automatic
Coded in my genes I made this shit this ain't no magic
Coming for the top I'm bringing blood cause we've been had it
Got so much to fucking give but this business plastic
Fabricated all the fame plants are nonorganic
I'm the one who's really rapping my flow pyroclastic
I could switch up my whole style cause I'm so dynamic
Kill these rappers on the track just a fucking habit
Replaying up all my tracks and assessing the damage
Mach 5 in my lane I'm stirring up havoc
You can't catch me now I'm already doing my dash shit
100 meters sub 11 I'm moving my legs bitch
Shorty wanna bust it down pop me like a gasket
R.A.S. my middle name I'm the prince I've been banished
Coming for my spot my nigga I'm done planning
Been on go mode just watch I can manage

I do this for my strip
I don't need no gram to fucking flip
I can't ever fucking get clipped
Yeah I do this for my strip
I just need my romesco dip
Young Ras he stay stacking them chips
Yeah I do this for my strip
I might need a gun up on my hip
Cause I've seen too many brothers get hit
Yeah I do this for my strip
Born like this off rip
Piss you off nigga I could give a shit
Yeah I do this for my strip

Pigs sniff you out like a truffle
Cologne on to mask out all the trouble
Been about my been about my business my nigga I do not fumble
Calculate my moves I'll never be uncle stumbles
I don't need to put my city on cause it done failed me
Careful with my life cause them blue boys gonna impale me
With holotip bullets ain't nobody looking
Black boy running proud boys shooting
Push me to the edge you don't know what I got coming
Stronger with my head so I keep it straight bitch I'm cunning
Showing up red I heard them radars be buzzing
Been up on my head son of a bitch I ain't cutting
I ain't cutting I've been busy stunting my moves
You ain't nothing bitch I cut you out of the crew
Lil nigga I'm the glue if you want a spot pay up you dues

I do this for my strip
I don't need no gram to fucking flip
I can't ever fucking get clipped
Yeah I do this for my strip
I just need my romesco dip
Young Ras he stay stacking them chips
Yeah I do this for my strip
I might need a gun up on my hip
Cause I've seen too many brothers get hit
Yeah I do this for my strip
Born like this off rip
Piss you off nigga I could give a shit
Yeah I do this for my strip

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Writer(s): Paul Levine
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