Wrist Glitter
I am what I am and what I'm not I will never be x3
Reporting live from 7-1-Ocho
The feigns getting sicker and their medicine is coco
Never been the popo weapon is a fo' fo'
Know you is a legend when they repping with ya logo
Represent the po' folks my residence is so cold
Mess around it's no joke, step up get ya nose broke
Told'em why them older guys sold'em pies you know the vibes
Homey once was Dead Broke now he feel So Alive
It coincides with my theory
Can't let no cowards near me 'cuz these weak hitters fear me, rather kill me
Imma make'em hear me till they feel me
Sincerely, the real me
Can't stop until I'm filthy ya dig me
Eyes on the prize you want survive your demise
I gotta ride for my guys that reside in the skies
Your face on a T-shirt they claiming that they miss ya
Cuz if it's me or you I'll be remaining as the victor
Got the Ambitions of a Rich Hitter
Mighta took a couple risks, just to make my Wrist Glitter
Sick spitter, among the stars Big Dipper
Words I paint with gotta make you see the Big Picture
Wig splitter, shoot quick then reload
Talking street code but you know you got that Snitch With'ya
Since I was 5 I always wanted Six Figures
Went from Marlo to wearing WIRES you a Switch Hitter
I Saw My childhood friends get murdered from gun violence
Pregnant Baby Mothers so they never saw they sons smiling
Traveled the narrow course while a judge bang his gavel in courts
From healthy to corpse
Of course I feel remorse
For those trapped inside projects destined to see the prison system
Daily goal is get a dollar never be a victim
Of circumstance
Cold hearted prolly mirk his manz
No excuse for dudes with two good feet and two working hands
Creeping on a come up thinking they made the perfect plan
Until they locked and handcuffed inside a certain van
Time flies, lady Justice averts her blind eyes
Your body is trapped so only choice is make your mind rise
Now all he got is his reputation
But being on 'Demon Time' don't mean nothing when you step to Satan
Gamble with life? Remember this next line
Don't risk permanent consequences just for temporary shine
Got the Ambitions of a Rich Hitter
Mighta took a couple risks, just to make my Wrist Glitter
Sick spitter, among the stars Big Dipper
Words I paint with gotta make you see the Big Picture
Wig splitter, shoot quick then reload
Talking street code but you know you got that Snitch With'ya
Since I was 5 I always wanted Six Figures
Went from Marlo to wearing WIRES you a Switch Hitter
Reporting live from 7-1-Ocho
The feigns getting sicker and their medicine is coco
Never been the popo weapon is a fo' fo'
Know you is a legend when they repping with ya logo
Represent the po' folks my residence is so cold
Mess around it's no joke, step up get ya nose broke
Told'em why them older guys sold'em pies you know the vibes
Homey once was Dead Broke now he feel So Alive
It coincides with my theory
Can't let no cowards near me 'cuz these weak hitters fear me, rather kill me
Imma make'em hear me till they feel me
Sincerely, the real me
Can't stop until I'm filthy ya dig me
Eyes on the prize you want survive your demise
I gotta ride for my guys that reside in the skies
Your face on a T-shirt they claiming that they miss ya
Cuz if it's me or you I'll be remaining as the victor
Got the Ambitions of a Rich Hitter
Mighta took a couple risks, just to make my Wrist Glitter
Sick spitter, among the stars Big Dipper
Words I paint with gotta make you see the Big Picture
Wig splitter, shoot quick then reload
Talking street code but you know you got that Snitch With'ya
Since I was 5 I always wanted Six Figures
Went from Marlo to wearing WIRES you a Switch Hitter
I Saw My childhood friends get murdered from gun violence
Pregnant Baby Mothers so they never saw they sons smiling
Traveled the narrow course while a judge bang his gavel in courts
From healthy to corpse
Of course I feel remorse
For those trapped inside projects destined to see the prison system
Daily goal is get a dollar never be a victim
Of circumstance
Cold hearted prolly mirk his manz
No excuse for dudes with two good feet and two working hands
Creeping on a come up thinking they made the perfect plan
Until they locked and handcuffed inside a certain van
Time flies, lady Justice averts her blind eyes
Your body is trapped so only choice is make your mind rise
Now all he got is his reputation
But being on 'Demon Time' don't mean nothing when you step to Satan
Gamble with life? Remember this next line
Don't risk permanent consequences just for temporary shine
Got the Ambitions of a Rich Hitter
Mighta took a couple risks, just to make my Wrist Glitter
Sick spitter, among the stars Big Dipper
Words I paint with gotta make you see the Big Picture
Wig splitter, shoot quick then reload
Talking street code but you know you got that Snitch With'ya
Since I was 5 I always wanted Six Figures
Went from Marlo to wearing WIRES you a Switch Hitter
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Writer(s): Terry Drakes
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