NAVYBLUE
I got like seven hundred dollars in my book bag
And shawty don't you look back
And Joey doing big crack
And he gon get his pack bag
Spitting futuristic
Don't you get it twisted
I am contradicted
And I am more than gifted
Put your hands up this a robbery I just committed
And I am shapeshifting
And I am not kidding
My flow is so smooth
And you better not get it twisted
Look, I ain't here to hold you
Better find your closure
Demons on my shoulder because I'm a deadly soldier
Body in my closet
Better pick a target
Public enemy go ahead
And pick a pocket
We are more than wanted
We got five stars on us
Cause you know that I'm the darkest
And you know that I'm the honesty
I don't care bout your qualities
Quite commonly
I'm well aware that I'm a prodigy
I don't need apologies
I just made a couple G's
Let me tell you what I think
I have tricks up in my sleeve
Eyes out while you tryna sleep
Swankin while I'm mobbing streets
Hop up in the back seat
Have them jump up off they feet
Tonio with the grimy beats
You is just a creepy freak
Don't you even speak to me
Don't you even disagree
Give me all my wants and needs
Man I feel like Chief Keef
Shawty speaking Japanese
Tell that girl she has to leave
While running from the police
I try to make it enjoyable and again palatable
For everybody who could potentially be checking it out
I put myself where I have to listen to a whole buncha new things
And I really try to source out certain things
And make certain musical connections
Between something that could be present day
Maybe people haven't looked at
And something that could've been yesterday
Right, like, three steps ahead of chess
Hate the player cause you run behind the game
Or know that I'm right
Cause it would cost less to be left
Wonder what I would confess
It's more than a riddle
So go ahead, try to guess
Be even more than impressed
Usually, I'd say I'm better than the rest
But where can I find someone at my level of excellence
So think, go ahead
Spit out your godly rhymes then flex
Your heaven-made wings like cobras
Put the pressure on your neck
Now spit out your magnum opus
If pressure makes diamonds
Then all my downfalls will reward me for my rhymings
Peace
Done
Are you guys still down to record?
And shawty don't you look back
And Joey doing big crack
And he gon get his pack bag
Spitting futuristic
Don't you get it twisted
I am contradicted
And I am more than gifted
Put your hands up this a robbery I just committed
And I am shapeshifting
And I am not kidding
My flow is so smooth
And you better not get it twisted
Look, I ain't here to hold you
Better find your closure
Demons on my shoulder because I'm a deadly soldier
Body in my closet
Better pick a target
Public enemy go ahead
And pick a pocket
We are more than wanted
We got five stars on us
Cause you know that I'm the darkest
And you know that I'm the honesty
I don't care bout your qualities
Quite commonly
I'm well aware that I'm a prodigy
I don't need apologies
I just made a couple G's
Let me tell you what I think
I have tricks up in my sleeve
Eyes out while you tryna sleep
Swankin while I'm mobbing streets
Hop up in the back seat
Have them jump up off they feet
Tonio with the grimy beats
You is just a creepy freak
Don't you even speak to me
Don't you even disagree
Give me all my wants and needs
Man I feel like Chief Keef
Shawty speaking Japanese
Tell that girl she has to leave
While running from the police
I try to make it enjoyable and again palatable
For everybody who could potentially be checking it out
I put myself where I have to listen to a whole buncha new things
And I really try to source out certain things
And make certain musical connections
Between something that could be present day
Maybe people haven't looked at
And something that could've been yesterday
Right, like, three steps ahead of chess
Hate the player cause you run behind the game
Or know that I'm right
Cause it would cost less to be left
Wonder what I would confess
It's more than a riddle
So go ahead, try to guess
Be even more than impressed
Usually, I'd say I'm better than the rest
But where can I find someone at my level of excellence
So think, go ahead
Spit out your godly rhymes then flex
Your heaven-made wings like cobras
Put the pressure on your neck
Now spit out your magnum opus
If pressure makes diamonds
Then all my downfalls will reward me for my rhymings
Peace
Done
Are you guys still down to record?
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Estevez
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