Lyrics

I swear the delivery is fire Aye look Zen master on every beat Paleo flow nothin sweet Mama raised me on forum park Used To go to church on club creek Fake rappers they make me laugh J slim did 8 and a half Kinfolk used to spend the night in bandos just to take a bath No games no joke Can't make change, if you stay broke Half of y'all be sleep walking but be tagging me talmbout stay woke Look half the time I be wit my chick The other half I be in the church I Really wish that I could politic With the mob but they still movin work Ay look shoutout Daniel Shoutout curt, it's g-m-o-b till I d-i-e my whole life Went streets UNT MVP then a degree on Christ I kill beats like B-I-G p a c and Benjamin 3 Stacks. Peep facts. Boy I'm top of the line See fat. Don't confuse her with one of these dimes She a quarter Heavy supporter If I did sell drugs she would head to the border Grateful that her mama never had to abort her Faithful to the thought that we could have us a daughter Or a son, either way she the one My mama think I rap for fun but I'm rapping for funds I need change if I think that change is ever gon come She been praying for the day that I just say that I'm done I said never, I'm way to clever Plus I don't rap for the cheddar When the beat drop all the sheep see a Shepard Mad cow disease I be killin these heifers Never seen purpose with skin black as pepper I got the juice I got the nectar Yellow bone hair, I got the texture Never forget that I flow for the lepers Ouu
Writer(s): Lanell Grant, Tobe Nwigwe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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