MorpH
Nobody greater pass me a piece of the cheddar
I'm over the top of the radar (ha!) iss all about the cheese the paper
I call it fate They call em' Richard millis on my checks
And nobody thought I had what it takes
Take five nigga cool it ey, Take five nigga cool it, ey
I'm Telling my bitch who the baddest (bad)
She steel on that wood like a hatchet
I tell her baby you could have it, ey (ha!)
Ate that prr!, like a sandwich
Why she acting bougie to a savage
I dont got the uzi but I had it eh
Tell her bust it open while it at it, eh
Now I'm ramping over guess what happened, ey (shit)
(Oh my God what a pain yeah)
(I dont slide i dont slay yeah)
(Iss for that cash i dont play yeah)
(Is that shit that we) yeah
Cout on my niggas, Dont play with the gun coz we do not miss
I got faith in these nigga for keeping it cool
But deep inside they just want me to lose
I paid the price I got nothing to lose Roll the dice, typa shit we do
My vision was clear from the start (prr!)
Never need' no contacts (never need man)
Fuck i just went for the top i, I won't even need a come back
Coz they thought I wood, like a lumberjack
This is all round my waist, like a fanny pack
She keep tossing me head like a bounty hunt
I don't fuck with the pain I run i back nigga, hm the views
Twenty bottles of lean I been sippin'
Reclining the seats, while I'm countin the mills
Nobody greater, pass me a piece of the cheddar
I'm over the top of the radar, iss all about the cheese the paper
I call it fate They call em' Richard millis on my checks
And nobody thought I had what it takes
Take five nigga cool it ey, (take five nigga cool it ey)
(Take five nigga cool it ey!)
I'm Telling my bitch who the baddest (baddest)
She steel on that wood like a hatchet (ha!)
I tell her baby you could have it
Ate the (woah) like a sandwich
Why she acting bougie to a savage (why)
I don't got the uzi but I had it
Tell her bust it open while it at it, eh
Now I'm ramping over guess what happened, ey
She work on tha D, the forty-five piece
Fendi on drip got what I need
Knock on my door strapped in Dior
How can I fall when I killed all my flows
Four forty-four be the shit that I'm on
If you my blood i relate, all the stars on my plate
I eat then elevate, men all these rings around me (ha)
Bitch I need me some space
If I dont stop Then shit is getting on my nerves
I'm morphing up Iss really hard for me focus
The torment, I'm morphing the moment, I'm coughing forfeit
Jack it, nothing can stop it
Double g that really hard for you to Stop me
Celesti they prolly want me for a grammy (nah)
See I'm really good at switching calibers so F the panicking
Tyna get me on some calories, but I'm on cannabis
Really confident think I meditate for the fun it I'm a prodigy
Steel with the point like a javelin, shit i gotta be on top
Like its part of me now they proud of me Looking back not apologises
Twenty bottles of lean I been sippin' reclining the seats
While I'm countin the mil, so much shit I don seen
Now my visions corrected i see me on top of the world
Swear to God I'm a phene to this rappin' shit
Never made som' my people dont feel, ey
My people been feeling my ey, ey
(My people been feeling my shit)
I'm over the top of the radar (ha!) iss all about the cheese the paper
I call it fate They call em' Richard millis on my checks
And nobody thought I had what it takes
Take five nigga cool it ey, Take five nigga cool it, ey
I'm Telling my bitch who the baddest (bad)
She steel on that wood like a hatchet
I tell her baby you could have it, ey (ha!)
Ate that prr!, like a sandwich
Why she acting bougie to a savage
I dont got the uzi but I had it eh
Tell her bust it open while it at it, eh
Now I'm ramping over guess what happened, ey (shit)
(Oh my God what a pain yeah)
(I dont slide i dont slay yeah)
(Iss for that cash i dont play yeah)
(Is that shit that we) yeah
Cout on my niggas, Dont play with the gun coz we do not miss
I got faith in these nigga for keeping it cool
But deep inside they just want me to lose
I paid the price I got nothing to lose Roll the dice, typa shit we do
My vision was clear from the start (prr!)
Never need' no contacts (never need man)
Fuck i just went for the top i, I won't even need a come back
Coz they thought I wood, like a lumberjack
This is all round my waist, like a fanny pack
She keep tossing me head like a bounty hunt
I don't fuck with the pain I run i back nigga, hm the views
Twenty bottles of lean I been sippin'
Reclining the seats, while I'm countin the mills
Nobody greater, pass me a piece of the cheddar
I'm over the top of the radar, iss all about the cheese the paper
I call it fate They call em' Richard millis on my checks
And nobody thought I had what it takes
Take five nigga cool it ey, (take five nigga cool it ey)
(Take five nigga cool it ey!)
I'm Telling my bitch who the baddest (baddest)
She steel on that wood like a hatchet (ha!)
I tell her baby you could have it
Ate the (woah) like a sandwich
Why she acting bougie to a savage (why)
I don't got the uzi but I had it
Tell her bust it open while it at it, eh
Now I'm ramping over guess what happened, ey
She work on tha D, the forty-five piece
Fendi on drip got what I need
Knock on my door strapped in Dior
How can I fall when I killed all my flows
Four forty-four be the shit that I'm on
If you my blood i relate, all the stars on my plate
I eat then elevate, men all these rings around me (ha)
Bitch I need me some space
If I dont stop Then shit is getting on my nerves
I'm morphing up Iss really hard for me focus
The torment, I'm morphing the moment, I'm coughing forfeit
Jack it, nothing can stop it
Double g that really hard for you to Stop me
Celesti they prolly want me for a grammy (nah)
See I'm really good at switching calibers so F the panicking
Tyna get me on some calories, but I'm on cannabis
Really confident think I meditate for the fun it I'm a prodigy
Steel with the point like a javelin, shit i gotta be on top
Like its part of me now they proud of me Looking back not apologises
Twenty bottles of lean I been sippin' reclining the seats
While I'm countin the mil, so much shit I don seen
Now my visions corrected i see me on top of the world
Swear to God I'm a phene to this rappin' shit
Never made som' my people dont feel, ey
My people been feeling my ey, ey
(My people been feeling my shit)
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