Look
Who Knows where we going if the only ones controlling us is holding up the water turn Us all to dust
Pardon my manners, I ain’t been famished
Doing damage, get the polls, start vaulting over
They know we jumping
We started pouring something
Sippin’ the freeze
Ice Cold, Pot of Gold
Lucky Charming the beat
Kiddies gotta believe, so whatchu cooking to feed
I’m Michelin wit the pen, generation to feed
Oh yes
Colors out the box, we keep the brightest
Amazon shipping overnight is how he writing
Read the fine print, redefined how we fighting
Take the disrespect, nah never in the slightest
n#gg#s going ghost, oh man issa Poltergeist
Had to find the flow in my soul, yea I know it’s Christ
Oh lord, this a Holy War
7 deadly Sins, we going in
Don’t play no more
Please realize how we coming now
AP Status, watch we ain’t gone dumb it down
They can’t fathom all this that’s going round
Way too cold, need Summertime to come around
That’s cold
I know we boutta crack the code
Outta mind how we keep the foes
Opposite of clothes, we never going to fold
Come on and just, Step in-side the Oasis
Clear spring, palm trees
Soil land no pavement
No man can take from what we making
Prayin’ hands made up for my disgraces (Thank You Lord!)
Shawty on my line tryna figure out if I should waste my time or just settle down and get Behind
Knowing that’s it better down the line
Imma wait, conversate
Here’s ya plate, I won’t be ya side
Please realize how we coming now
AP Status, watch we ain’t gone dumb it down
They can’t fathom all this that’s going round
Way too cold, need Summertime to come around
That’s cold (That’ s cold)
I know we boutta crack the code
Outta mind how we keep the foes
Opposite of clothes, we never going to fold
Look
The third time, know the best things come in 3’s
Iron Chef writing, I sharpen lines like cutlery
You could say it luck, I know it’s not don’t play wit me
777, it’s getting better
I got the Keys
They asking me, like whatchu tryna be
If I ain’t the greatest, can’t nobody take this art from me
Practice whatchu preach, 17 when he taught to me
Every since a kid knew the boy would be a prodigy
Hopping off the ship, got the clan on the Odyssey
Suit dripped out, ya armor won’t be as hot as me
Yea it’s swag in my talk, just know its self taught
I can flow on verses I own, when someone else bought
They whole (they whole) discography
The quality gone from the product and know it’s wack to me
Folks I hit up long ago still don’t get back to me
There’s comedy in there somewhere but that’s a tragedy
Yes sir
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