prayers maybe one day you'll.. ..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes They should make scriptures wit my flows I
like Michael Knight and Kit Ever since they put my face on the screen Fuck a box and a dash I stash my guns in the waist of my jeans Niggas start nonsense again
and get ya man) I click clack and clap at 'em This Tray Pound throw 6 packs of caps at 'em (yeah thats right) I'm bouncin' on them White Walls again
em I'm comin' through in coupes with the nice mags on 'em Diamond chain with a Jesus Christ tag on 'em Maybe I'm just feelin' the Kush Everybodys against
Bundle up my whole style is so cold I glow like old guys who go bald My flow got no front in the vocal Your flow got no button its so old I don't mean
early pace up the hour Streets is bustling hustling their heart out You can't have the sweet with no sour Spices herbs the sweet scent of flower
up-up-up Hey, they say it's so funny your nobody with mo' money, and the hoes love me And these other kids don't touch me Full contact rap no rugby Pretty boy flow
Miller] Well I was riding in shotgun, speeding down the highway Listening to music, haven't slept in like 5 days I tried to take a nap, lean my head against
't startin with u girls It's Mac (it's Mac) It's Mac jump back Dumb raps and my lungs is black Uhh yeah it's mac, say it again Chest collapse when you
, although) I'm trying not to let it show (in too deep, I can't let you go) I wait to find you by my side (oh yeah, you're freakin me again now) How
flippin birds like a road rager, I'm no angel, my hoes like a sega Streets of rage 2, I make them hoes skate, dont let the flow escape, just let me flow
[feat. Roscoe Dash] Talk 2 me Wale You know we had to do it again bruh bruh Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me [Wale:] What
in the zone My simcards a bomb They blowing up my phone Kicks Hong Kong Bape in a garment The face of hip-hop My DC audience And you niggas will acknowledge this Born again
one way to live [* repeat] the fight is over the mad rain had gone past over me blood is flowing down tear is flowing down now I'm alive and I'm walking to town again
They can't beat me, so they try to eat me! They can't keep me, so they try to freak me Positive sin, again and again, degrees in a spin Verbs all your
road we go you know Follow the pro-nigga flow Off to the road you know we go Follow the pro-nigga flow For you and yours, legislation Past-purpose agitation
see what's happenin From the bass low, coming down from below, Tell me what a sissy know. Funkin lesson is a new flow stalking walking in my big black
they hands dirty You heard me, yeah we get that do' Sell out and resco', and then get some mo' And also, we spit that amazing flow Ask me what I'm hitting