(Verse)
Head to head, you cannot bring knives to a gun fight
50 shades of raps
The bars get harder when the flow's tight
I just might...
Pull up and rock the stage with a hunnid mics
Wanna conversate, the first you must ask me is the price
But I will still take your advice
Student of game, I'm scoring As
While they be catching Zs
I ain't even Asian, but I'm puffing til I'm Japanese
Verses all gold, I know they wonder where I bury these
Need me some Mercedes keys
Before a young nigga deceased
I'm married to the game & you a side nigga
Leave your mouth bitter, if you tryna bite a young nigga
I feel like I'm jigga, cause I'm tryna make the racks bigger
Slick dreaming, puffing on that haze to make my thoughts clearer
I get in my zone when i sip that patrone
They wanna be like me, but I don't need a clone
Yea I'm from the East side, at least i-
Don't sound like these rappers
My sound is my own
Little bit of change, make a nigga change
I cannot rock with it thou
They be talking lotta shit on the net
But when I pull up they got sumn' on their throat, woah
Leave em frozen like a mannequin
And I ain't scared nobody
Take it out with my chest like I'm sipping on benelin
And my heart is cold prolly
So for sure you know that I get high on my own
I don't need a co-pilot
So for sure you know that I get high on my own
I don't need a co-pilot
You know that we gonna get it one day
Nas for the kids, I feel like Harambe
Flex with the flow, I ain't faking for foes
Who tryna get their filthy hands on my money
Never gonna fall like Domino's do
And I shine in a booth, like a dime in a Stu
I'm hungry, I hunt like the preditors do
You hate on me cause I do what you can't do
(the shame is on you)
Head to head, you cannot bring knives to a gun fight
50 shades of raps
The bars get harder when the flow's tight
I just might...
Pull up and rock the stage with a hunnid mics
Wanna conversate, the first you must ask me is the price
But I will still take your advice
Student of game, I'm scoring As
While they be catching Zs
I ain't even Asian, but I'm puffing til I'm Japanese
Verses all gold, I know they wonder where I bury these
Need me some Mercedes keys
Before a young nigga deceased
I'm married to the game & you a side nigga
Leave your mouth bitter, if you tryna bite a young nigga
I feel like I'm jigga, cause I'm tryna make the racks bigger
Slick dreaming, puffing on that haze to make my thoughts clearer
I get in my zone when i sip that patrone
They wanna be like me, but I don't need a clone
Yea I'm from the East side, at least i-
Don't sound like these rappers
My sound is my own
Little bit of change, make a nigga change
I cannot rock with it thou
They be talking lotta shit on the net
But when I pull up they got sumn' on their throat, woah
Leave em frozen like a mannequin
And I ain't scared nobody
Take it out with my chest like I'm sipping on benelin
And my heart is cold prolly
So for sure you know that I get high on my own
I don't need a co-pilot
So for sure you know that I get high on my own
I don't need a co-pilot
You know that we gonna get it one day
Nas for the kids, I feel like Harambe
Flex with the flow, I ain't faking for foes
Who tryna get their filthy hands on my money
Never gonna fall like Domino's do
And I shine in a booth, like a dime in a Stu
I'm hungry, I hunt like the preditors do
You hate on me cause I do what you can't do
(the shame is on you)
( Kevin Gordana )
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