Show You

Split Pizzy up in here
Mike blaze Bino and Frishh

Everybody telling me I
Ain't gunna make it
You wasting time and
It's time to face it
With this rap shit you
Need a little practice
Fall back to get back to the basics
Quit your fake shit your mannequin flow
When it's time to fight
Will you stand or go
I'm gunna keep on spitting cause
I'm on a mission
Middle fingers to the haters
Who ain't riding with him
Fuck them
Your boy Frishh gifted without the ribbon
Major league Charlie Sheen yes I'm winning
Change my luck I'm totally different
I came a long way from the very beginning
I used to be off the beat
Like a bad producer
They all crack jokes and call me a loser
I'm like fuck that
I'm going to prove them wrong
On the iPhone yeah they rock all my songs
And I ain't even famous
And I ain't even known yet
I fin to bring the beef yeah
Right to your door step
Give your baby girl flashbacks
Like a war vet
Every verse straight fire
Like a red corvette
Sick with the pad I'm sick with the ink
I can spit a sixteen yeah
Before you could blink
What the fuck did you think
When you fucked with me
Yo the rap game now yo
It's stuck with me
And I ain't giving up
I ain't letting it down
I'm going for the top I'm
Headed for the crown
You jock my style and I don't like that
How how about my dick bitch
You could bite that
Get it
Price of fame yeah it's kicking in
And it's dark all around
And the lights are dim
And yeah I been cut like Jeremy Lin
But I'll have the last laugh at the very end
Ha

So this is what it feels like
Feels like feels like
Don't make me prove it to you
Don't make me prove it to you
We put it down down like we supposed to
Please don't make me show you
I'm going to have to show you

This is me
Better get to acting right
The way I see it I made a sacrifice
Gave up wild nights with other girls
Just to be stuck with you
Why did I fuck with you
I don't know
Better hit the road so
I can hit the gas zoom
Ain't no looking back back
At your crazy ass too
Teach you a lesson like you're
Sitting in a classroom
Yeah the truth hurts
I never liked you bitch
Say what you want about me
You're going to get it get it
Revenge is so sweet and
It's looking pretty
Yeah revenge is sweet and
It's looking pretty
So I don't give a damn if
You ain't fucking with me

Moving onto a different chapter
Wrote some shit and it didn't matter
Jayce Star studio what the hell happened
Didn't think that I'd get to this point
Live and learn better
Step the shit boy
Fixed the glitch and it's
Set to destroy
Said I suck and I took the hit boy
Getting annoyed so I
Hit the mid point
Live and learn and that's
What you live for
I had no money and I been piss poor
Fought that demon I closed that door
Give me the beat now I'm ok
Split with the group and I don't play
Mess with the group and it's Mission in action
Listen to crowd when we step on stage
Pop that cork and pour the champagne

So this is what it feels like
Feels like feels like
Don't make me prove it to you
Don't make me prove it to you
We put it down down like we supposed to
Please don't make me show you
I'm going to have to show you

So this is what it feels like
Feels like feels like
Don't make me prove it to you
Don't make me prove it to you
We put it down down like we supposed to
Please don't make me show you
I'm going to have to show you

Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl

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Writer(s): Michael Friscia
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