Daily Dose
I got whatcha
I got whatcha
I got whatcha
Ay hold on I gotta hit this shit right man lets get it
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
Look, I got the juice I get that paper
Been a paper chaser, cut sharp like a razor
Hellraiser hip hops savior annihilate ya
Bussing shots out the vector protect ya neck ya
Bombaclats
These niggas twats
See em taking they shots
Flows bulletproof and I'm a nuke make me explode
Innat mode Davinci couldn't fuck with this code
Like A RICO the way they wanna cop my style
Only God can judge me nigga we can take it to trial
Money like dirty clothes way we letting it pile
Smooth as a criminal
He Mike Jack he really like that
Lay it like a lumberjack or dice on floor mats
Cold with these flames gotta remember the name
Only one him I'm top ramen and they lo mein
Blow like Kurt Cobain
Who the fuck is these niggas man they all no names
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (you know that we got it)
I got whatcha wanna hear (uh huh, uh huh)
I got whatcha wanna hear (yea)
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (I got whatcha wanna hear)
Said I got whatcha wanna hear (said I whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (hey)
Open ya ears I'm coming through with my super powers
Running tracks but I win, no Boobie Miles
Cool smile it hide the pain when I'm feeling sour
And always keep it a buck while eerbody childish
I don't get it but I'm still showing love
Feel the real in my rhymes cuz it was built by design
Spit my feels in these lines try not to speak my whole mind
I just vibe to these tracks I make a beat to relax
Sometimes
And eerbody make the crowd move sometimes
And you know I'm gone sprint when I'm close to that finish line
Promise I won't starve when its close to that dinner time
I'm just tryna win like the Lakers on Winning TIme
Never trick by labels, I know Starry still lemon lime
Like summer time heat, they still pick on the little guys
Might have to play it back if you don't hear what's between the lines
We still working, Winner Circle still on that grind
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (you know that we got it)
I got whatcha wanna hear (uh huh, uh huh)
I got whatcha wanna hear (yea)
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (I got whatcha wanna hear)
Said I got whatcha wanna hear (said I whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (hey)
I got whatcha
I got whatcha
Ay hold on I gotta hit this shit right man lets get it
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
I got whatcha wanna hear
Look, I got the juice I get that paper
Been a paper chaser, cut sharp like a razor
Hellraiser hip hops savior annihilate ya
Bussing shots out the vector protect ya neck ya
Bombaclats
These niggas twats
See em taking they shots
Flows bulletproof and I'm a nuke make me explode
Innat mode Davinci couldn't fuck with this code
Like A RICO the way they wanna cop my style
Only God can judge me nigga we can take it to trial
Money like dirty clothes way we letting it pile
Smooth as a criminal
He Mike Jack he really like that
Lay it like a lumberjack or dice on floor mats
Cold with these flames gotta remember the name
Only one him I'm top ramen and they lo mein
Blow like Kurt Cobain
Who the fuck is these niggas man they all no names
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (you know that we got it)
I got whatcha wanna hear (uh huh, uh huh)
I got whatcha wanna hear (yea)
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (I got whatcha wanna hear)
Said I got whatcha wanna hear (said I whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (hey)
Open ya ears I'm coming through with my super powers
Running tracks but I win, no Boobie Miles
Cool smile it hide the pain when I'm feeling sour
And always keep it a buck while eerbody childish
I don't get it but I'm still showing love
Feel the real in my rhymes cuz it was built by design
Spit my feels in these lines try not to speak my whole mind
I just vibe to these tracks I make a beat to relax
Sometimes
And eerbody make the crowd move sometimes
And you know I'm gone sprint when I'm close to that finish line
Promise I won't starve when its close to that dinner time
I'm just tryna win like the Lakers on Winning TIme
Never trick by labels, I know Starry still lemon lime
Like summer time heat, they still pick on the little guys
Might have to play it back if you don't hear what's between the lines
We still working, Winner Circle still on that grind
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (you know that we got it)
I got whatcha wanna hear (uh huh, uh huh)
I got whatcha wanna hear (yea)
I got whatcha wanna hear (said I got whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (I got whatcha wanna hear)
Said I got whatcha wanna hear (said I whatcha wanna hear)
I got whatcha wanna hear (hey)
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