Power (feat. Don Kessler, 9D & East Venti)

Morbidly obese I been the illest man so listen in
Opps throwing static my way like CNN
Can you niggas not
But i doubt that
So before i begin
I got to let an opp know Don's stats like ESPN
I'm Shannon Sharpe with no skip
So don't pull my cardigan
Don Pablo mic'd in your favorite hood backyard again
Heard rap stale so I brought it back
Now it's art again
So clever with these rhymes
Make your favorite rapper rap hard again uh
So talented, in a world full of love and hate
How you balance it?
That same fate that awaits
Our fathers, I challenged it
Clip after clip imma take my shot
I got stamina, shade my circle down
I cosign on all parameters
So raise the roof or get your top blown off
I'm shaking shit up in your placements
Niggas in the attic could've sworn we in the basement
It's vacant where I started cause we killing like he Jason

Sick and tired of the state
Stupor of a loner
Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana
From my mamas in the field
To my hustlers on the corner
We gone take this bitch back
Time to run up what they owe us
Sick and tired of the state
Stupor of a loner
Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana
From my mamas in the field
To my hustlers on the corner
We gone take this bitch back
Time to run up what they owe us

Now I'm unlocked
I'm cooking these niggas
Pass me the crock pot
Niggas always talk about going cold
They was never hot
Warm at best
Tryna get so many Bs
I could swarm a nest
We came from less now we can add a B in front of that
Bentleys Billions Blessings so many Bs I can pass the test
She wanna be my Bae
I tell her next move it to the left
All they do is stare
I gotta treat his face like a step
Humbling because I came from wearing AJ Wright clothes
But watching the opposition fail is a nice goal
Stakes is high I got to go Kobe with the iso
Told y'all 2022 I seen it with my eyes closed
Tell 'em 2023 I'm going all legend mode
Acting Missy messy with no mold is how you lose control
Thriving under pressure is the logic that I must uphold
Tryna make it there before Heaven close

Sick and tired of the state
Stupor of a loner
Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana
From my mamas in the field
To my hustlers on the corner
We gone take this bitch back
Time to run up what they owe us
Sick and tired of the state
Stupor of a loner
Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana
From my mamas in the field
To my hustlers on the corner
We gone take this bitch back
Time to run up what they owe us



Credits
Writer(s): Garriet Pendleton
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