Lyrics

Aye, look I got em mad mad I'm in my bag bag Michael i'm real bad Who get the last laugh This one for my yenas This one for my yenas This one for my yenas This one for my yenas They can't see me like John Cena I'm solo but I ain't single I got way too many haters I can't count em on my fingers While I'm posting I'm just jocin' Change the game I click a finger Flood the party like Katrina Screaming this one for my yenas Aye, this one for my yenas Working hard but they look over you They always fold on you Don't quit just do what you supposed to do Lock in get in that mode Dig deep and break the code Everything come from the soul When you up that's how you know Look, I got em mad mad I'm in my bag bag Michael i'm real bad Who get the last laugh This one for my yenas This one for my yenas This one for my yenas This one for my yenas Welcome to the pack man Where we eat rappers like pac-man See through you like a cat scan I'm really that man We that clan The one that they don't at man Cause if they mention me Its in the air like I don't touch land Stepping like I tap dance I move like I'm batman You front and get a back hand Wait I love Jesus tho Bars cold I just pulled a few up out the freezer tho They say the world cold I got a sub zero freezer flow I don't want to meet these rappers I don't think they real as me Plus I heard that they become yo rivals and yo enemy Set me up and have them people try to come and finish me They way we living we might need some room like a centerpiece Turnt up bad I ain't never stoping We gon get it popping Like the fourth of July It don't cost to tell the truth boy How could you lie Stand on business that's that kingdom talk Open yo eyes They gon sleep on me until my lord open the sky Huh? Huh? And then I'm back I seen feins I seen crack I had devils on my back I got saved I switched up All my ways I'm too much They can't see it I'm too touched I'm too blessed I'm too wooo Its too easy I'm too greasy I'm too slippery I was gone I came back heard they was missing me They could never box me in He gave blood that's my kin I know blood still banging Talk to the king ima get em in Can't kick me out I'm too in All these boys they pretend I know God that's my friend I know God that's my twin
Writer(s): Benjamin Skaggs, Demorris Hamburg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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