AAU Lyrics – SplashyD

AAU Lyrics by SplashyD

I’m number one
Like mcgrady on the magic
Swervin’ through the traffic
They say they wanna ball

But never take it to the basket
This sh#t is automatic
I’m relentless when attackin
Nothing like these other rappers

Steady f#cking up the package
All this paper in my wallet
Gotta split it into chapters
All this green inside my jacket

Like i won the f#cking masters
I be low up in the cut
But be higher than the rafters
What i am to thе mic

Is what kawhi was to the raptors
I’m supplying what they after
No dеnying i’m a factor
Meek told ya that there’s levels

I’m just climbing up the ladder
I got money on mind
And you know mind is over matter
Every line and every rhyme

Was designed for a disaster
sh#t i lost myself
Then i caught myself
Cut ’em all off

To hang alone
Like i off myself (got damn)
Now i floss myself
But what i bought myself

Put in the time
In turn, became a boss myself (keep going)
The heart cold but the flow hotter
You fake balling asses

I’m a call ya the globetrotters
I remember when my denims
Never had no dollars
Now they think i run with lil baby

That’s four pockets (four pockets)
I’m thinking more profit
f#ck the plug
b#tch, i’m the wall socket

Taking aim at the game
And i came with some raw product
If i got a crumb then we all got it
The family cold hearted

I’m thinking they forgot where we all started
Yo benny!
I see you my n#gg#
Riot!

Suttin’ like a pacer (yah)
Lebron on the lakers (facts)
Yea, its boston for the paper
I’m a lyrical ball player (give me mine)

I know what you are player (uh huh)
I’m one of the yard saver’s (whoop)
I’m shining, a star player (yea)
I am a hard player (yes)

I’m leaving a scar player
You know who we are player (riot tag)
Pushing that foreign k’er
I’m higher than skyscrapers

Fresh to death
With a whole line of gators, f#cker (let me get that)
Balling out
Suttin’ like the rucker (ballin’)

Ridin’ down 95
No, i’m not no trucker
f#cked ya b#tch, no sucker
Yea, i am the conductor (f#ck that b#tch)

On the grind
I’m a lyrical mastermind (yea)
Bow!
If money grows on trees

These n#gg#s branchless
Bank of cold hearted
Looking greener than a campus
Smashing out the comp

Like i’m sitting on a sandwich
I’m edgar allen poe with this canvas
Beethoven, mozo, or even bach
I’m killing on this court

Ya better get me out my spot
I know i know it all
But i never say a lot
And know they’re scheming

So i keep the jeeper’s creepers on my crop (bang bang)
I’m tired of these half #ss critics
Coming at me
My bars got the swammy’ (swammy’)

Jon and brent barry (barry)
Raining on parades
’cause i don’t do n#gg#s fairly
And the story

Set to get deeper than harry’s
Hear me
Ya f#cking up the game
With these microwaved writtens’ (dead)

They just get the cross
Forbidden
If life is the court
Then the point is my position

I ain’t here to pull a starks
I’m here to pull a pippen (pippen)
This sh#t is just different (different)
And know that i know

But a n#gg# ain’t trippin’ (i ain’t trippin’)
It’s cold hearted
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