Makaveli Flow

GeeOhDee the realest shit I've ever wrote in a rhyme
You all cap
This all Facts
The feds quoting my lines
Nigga don't ever get the notion that you live like me
You ain't fly through that windshield and still survive like me
You've never stood on all 10
Took it to trial like Deej and Dell
Kai cenat stream
The only time you seen a jail
Catch you on the P and L
Introduce you to F and N
Made the nigga duck his taco
Like cuz was mexican
Africans, dominicans
Anybody can get it
Aye I'm from Kansas City
Bitch I can fight
And I keep blam with me
Who wanna dance wid me
Electric slide until I jam blicky
It is what it is
Like I got Mase and I got Cam with me
You better pause
You've been a bitch all of your life
You must hit menopause
Or your on fentanyl
My aura different
Send you to the mortician
Aye
Like I'm goin fishin
Keep a pole
My brother swing
I'm jumping in
You gone get peter rolled
When you got adidas on
The only time you got stripes
Still a champion in defeat
Boy I done lost fights
Just know I never ran
And never will
You a clone
Like Tyrone
Bud I'm forever real
Put that on God that you would never squeal
Was supposed to hold water but you let it spill
Niggas lookin like Tyson Fury
Flabby an sick
You know I play on all madden with sticks
You've seen to many movies
I just hit a renni rucci
Bud I wanna jayda wayda
I do what the fuck I want
She loves me cuz
I ain't a beta
Hit you with kamehameha
Thought you was super saiyan
Them drugs give you super powers
But you ain't super man
Nigga

I know them drugs give you super powers
But you ain't super man nigga

Father forgive them
For they do not know
They through a couple hail marys
On they're Tupac flow
That's long distance shooting
Them niggas from hella different movements
Listen to it
That ahhhhh
Got new addition to it
Nigga this the music
My little partners be crippin to it
Make you suit up
Go on a mission to it
Never send a bitch to do it
She might Tell
And I put that on my soul
Like my Nike airs
Black Nike tech
Told you niggas imma threat
Gone make me put a demo down
If I holla at my hitman
He gone stretch you like a limo
Now
Tried to hide the Hate
But I see the envy all in your smile
I got niggas in they're feelings now
Nigga simmer down
Before I tee up
I got my feet up
Bud this shit will be the same
Until they free Us
That's what Dogg said
I'll put money on your dog head
I ain't got no opps
Because they're all dead
Rest in peace
From the north to the south
From the west to east
I'll make it thunder storm on y'all set for weeks
In these streets im like Hov
Boy you Memphis Bleek
A side character
Don't question my character
I bounce out wit baby A
An then I do my dance
I caught him slipping at the bar
An then I through my hands
Clap on
Clap off
Now it's a closed casket
You better read between the lines
Like the closed captions
In real life
These niggas fags like Diddy
In daylight
I got the flashlight with me
And the green laser
All about that green paper
But I'll never sell my soul
Used to get em in the mail
Now a nigga mail my own

I said I used to get em the mail
Now a nigga mail my own
The same ones they be gangin with
Same ones they're telling on



Credits
Writer(s): Terrance Owens
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