Mumble Rap
No cap playamade humbled a hoe husband
They talkin goats till I walk in and end the discussion
I know they lusting for ben
That's why I barely trust them
Now and days I'm known to put it on
That's why I barely tussle
I'm trying to make it to the charts
She said she left him cause she love the way I made it fart
Threw her to the streets when I was done like I'm playin darts
Kind of like van gogh wit this gun
Turn his life to art
Step to me it's over before it start
So cold at counting cheese
I just weigh it in my hand
I'm in vegas about to turn five bucks into five bands
Strolled in caesar's palace
Watched it go the way I planned
Nigga went from broke to rich again
Know a nigga ran it up off the flower grams
Dope heads came for coke
Became the victims of a scam
Got rid of a lot we had to toss it in the hooverdam
Feds risking they life to search for the evidence
I did a lot of shit a nigga can't speak on
Now and days the feds pay close attention to your songs
Glad I had them kids they fucked around and saved my soul
Let's just say that I was compared to El Chapo
I need something that transform if I press a button
I'll flame you wit this heater
Faster then gas to the oven
I fuck around turn into your idol
No Ruben Studdard
Rack in so much butter
Made his bitch stutter
Thermal lens on this ar I see in night too
Shaq in the paint make you niggas look like calliou
Tried to blind slide get misplaced where they can't find you
Laying in a bayou
Niggas wait till they can benifit before they try you
Send the em flying towards the sky the way that kites do
I might bless my bitch today
Before she say achoo
I might bless my drip today step out in the Jordan two's
I might skip today and not turn a nigga to news
Shit I might stop playin and start rapping on them for real
I'm out here light working this shit while y'all stealing flows for a deal
Fuck around and probably be your favorite artist ghost writer
s fire
I deserve a mil
This nigga with me every drill
And he ain't spill
He deserve a bill
Five years ago
Flexing on me would've got your body filled
With embalming fluid
They talkin goats till I walk in and end the discussion
I know they lusting for ben
That's why I barely trust them
Now and days I'm known to put it on
That's why I barely tussle
I'm trying to make it to the charts
She said she left him cause she love the way I made it fart
Threw her to the streets when I was done like I'm playin darts
Kind of like van gogh wit this gun
Turn his life to art
Step to me it's over before it start
So cold at counting cheese
I just weigh it in my hand
I'm in vegas about to turn five bucks into five bands
Strolled in caesar's palace
Watched it go the way I planned
Nigga went from broke to rich again
Know a nigga ran it up off the flower grams
Dope heads came for coke
Became the victims of a scam
Got rid of a lot we had to toss it in the hooverdam
Feds risking they life to search for the evidence
I did a lot of shit a nigga can't speak on
Now and days the feds pay close attention to your songs
Glad I had them kids they fucked around and saved my soul
Let's just say that I was compared to El Chapo
I need something that transform if I press a button
I'll flame you wit this heater
Faster then gas to the oven
I fuck around turn into your idol
No Ruben Studdard
Rack in so much butter
Made his bitch stutter
Thermal lens on this ar I see in night too
Shaq in the paint make you niggas look like calliou
Tried to blind slide get misplaced where they can't find you
Laying in a bayou
Niggas wait till they can benifit before they try you
Send the em flying towards the sky the way that kites do
I might bless my bitch today
Before she say achoo
I might bless my drip today step out in the Jordan two's
I might skip today and not turn a nigga to news
Shit I might stop playin and start rapping on them for real
I'm out here light working this shit while y'all stealing flows for a deal
Fuck around and probably be your favorite artist ghost writer
s fire
I deserve a mil
This nigga with me every drill
And he ain't spill
He deserve a bill
Five years ago
Flexing on me would've got your body filled
With embalming fluid
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Writer(s): Daniel Smiley Jr.
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