ROTY.

What we doing what's the motive
Eye patch call me flap jack you know I'm always floating

I'm always gloating
These feelings got me boasting
These lines are very potent
You can feel them when you're closest
I'm, I'm frozen
I'm kicking like I'm Chozen
Coming out of wombs
Like Usain man I'm bolting
I'm, Correct
Don't even interject
Its a flex, it affects the effects
Of the stress
But I stay fresh
Despite whatever the test
In spite of what is addressed
In spite of whatever the mess
Constantly ever blessed, consciously operating
Optimally conversating, powerfully overstating
The game is changing its crazy
All of you fugazi
Standing adjacently to a greater awakening
Never left god above so I'm praying so faithfully

Humbleness is the key to receive this victory

They never would have chose me
Gone through it
So listen to me closely
Im slowly moving forward
Man that's progress
Like a cannon
Man you know i got the focus
I protest any energy that's against
No weapon formed
So you know he's got me protected
Enough said bullet straight to the head
Remind me to take my meds instead
Nigga

What's the motive
I'm steady praying God help me see the objective
What's the motive
Is it money is it fame is it diamond chains
What's the motive
Im seeing that it's very hopeless
Au so my speech is always golden
What's the motive
What's the motive

What's the motive
I ask in my caption
What's the attraction nice clothes and high fashion
I'm intergalactic spaceship I might crash it
Raps I might spasm
Girls I orgasm
Talent you can't fathom
You aren't in my bracket
Divide and counquer
Disperse to your faction
Counting these decimals
Like we adding up fractions
I never skipped school
I attended all my classes

Black sheep, Bah bah
Call me the father Ndini Baba
Don't need rubbers When we under covers
And when they under cover Warn a brother
Cause we might be discovered
Wont be home in time for supper
Red handed
Ice cubes and good brandy
Nice cheeks She a freak
So I might call her sandy
Do it for the family
Don't need no grammy
Cooking up breakfast
Like I work at damn sammys

No hands please
So aint gon' need a plan B
Black Ski mask
All I need us a Camry, All I need is a camry
Getaway driver
Yeah that will be my homie
Dhonz in the front whipping 80 on a 40
Ring ding
Got a package on my doorstep
Surgical with it so you know I got my forceps
Gotta trust the process
This is not a contest
Rookie of the year Got it tatted on my chest yeah

What's the motive
What's the motive
What's the
What's the
What's the motive
Yeah its hopeless
But my speech is golden



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Writer(s): Tapiwa Mudavanhu
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