Poetry Slam. (interlude)

Ha
Thank you thank you very much
I ain't gone hold y'all too long man
I just wanna talk to y'all real quick
You know what I'm sayin
Woah
Ok

No Roddy but I'm balling
They shitty they be stalling
Yo hoe be steady calling
Often talking (Aye)
Chop it up I guess we can she knows that I'm the better man
Give her time to settle in then YB I go all in (Tuh)
Dogging but never raw that's the catch I'm Randy Moss (Roof)
Became the boss I payed the cost she sipping on the Rosé (Yeah)
Don't ever do what hoes say
José I just Calderón one (Tuh)
Oops-ays go call a new one reflecting on the shit I'm doing
Perspectives from a new man a prodigy like Jillian
Young and handsome definition Cullinan I thank my mother and (Yeah)
My father but we fell off reality I'm better off
I've taken off and taken over
I (Yuh)
I'm baeless love I chose to skip it made me Sharpe but not like Shannon
I'm call the champ I thought you knew it
Accept the facts I'm undisputed
Pain can come in any shape or size that's what you'd call congruent
I'm speaking what just comes to the mind if don't like it fine uh (Yeah)
Like Calvin they all under me I'm well aware of their decline
It made 'em draw the bottom line won't ever stop guess that's the sign (Listen)
Career was on the rocks as you could say I'm back to Old Fashions (Whew)
More madness hoes saddened
The Glo is Rilla uhn uhn
They spinning blocks it's gettin realer
Lost some friends more than one some got caught behind the gun
Others they just wasn't lucky peak of life had just begun
Know that pressure weighed a ton (Yeah)
Martini with the Kettle One she did me dirty now it's up
Just because the facts were proven frustrations I just turned to music (Yeah)
Cognac in the double cup this Hennessy gone fuck me up
That's a hundred fuck the eighty proof
Talk to you later in the booth my path was grey may need the goose
Ha for real



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Writer(s): Made Smoove
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