[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo (Testing, testing)
[Verse]
If I had faith, I won't find it, if I had death, would not mind it
If I had love, I'd be tired, when we meet, I'll retire
If you're a boss, I'm a sire, you're a bitch, I'm messiah
Your shit built like flat tire, I am who you aspire
No please don't call me no liar, I saw the text on your phone
I am who you wanna be, I'm like the sun to your Earth, your home
So much pressure on my back, I swear that I am cursed
People say he's the best but bitches say his dick game the worst
He wanna tеst me, it's on, cause he'll gеt played like this song
Yeah the tank roll in strong, I beat this shit just like Kong
I'm gone, I'm gone, gone, yo
Ok it's the last the ritual and the utmost residual
It's a shame, it's a tragedy what the fuck I just did to you
Say like I don't mean shit to you, you're practically a kid to me
Next day you're all nice as if you wasn't always a dick to me
You speak on my name so much, you're a grown man, stop fussing'
He tried to claim he's a hustler, you got potential you can't muster
Get off my dick, it's real sus, need you to shut the fuck up
Before your bitch slurp like cup and then go ride me like a bus
You wanna fight, you wanna tussle, Scott Steiner gang with the muscles
Boy I ball like Kurt Russell, I diss you straight fuck a subtle
This beat got fucked, skip the cuddle, I dipped my wrist in the puddle
Beefing with me is a struggle, I bring the pain motherfucker
Here comes the pain like Brock Lesnar, Bobby the Brain and no lesser
I educate like professor, boy I spray bars like Barretta
She you know sweet as a Skittle, you're just the man in the middle
I shoot my three point like Kawhi and you can't get past the dribble
This shit is insane and crazy, I do this shit for my baby
All we had was Discord DMs and now we're just driving Mercedes
I'll do this shit til my 80's, grandpappy Mike was a saint
The John Locke of his day, the world's greatest crusader
Throw up the V like Vader, while you get smoked like vaper
Roll up dollars to the news, in every way, I get paper
Fuck you and your major label, Crimson Revolver is the stable
Josh and I is like the Dudley Boyz the way we weigh the table
Ready and willing like Gable, your shit get rocked like a cradle
This was always the plan, to make them scream God damn
[Outro: Sample]
God damn, that's hot
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo (Testing, testing)
[Verse]
If I had faith, I won't find it, if I had death, would not mind it
If I had love, I'd be tired, when we meet, I'll retire
If you're a boss, I'm a sire, you're a bitch, I'm messiah
Your shit built like flat tire, I am who you aspire
No please don't call me no liar, I saw the text on your phone
I am who you wanna be, I'm like the sun to your Earth, your home
So much pressure on my back, I swear that I am cursed
People say he's the best but bitches say his dick game the worst
He wanna tеst me, it's on, cause he'll gеt played like this song
Yeah the tank roll in strong, I beat this shit just like Kong
I'm gone, I'm gone, gone, yo
Ok it's the last the ritual and the utmost residual
It's a shame, it's a tragedy what the fuck I just did to you
Say like I don't mean shit to you, you're practically a kid to me
Next day you're all nice as if you wasn't always a dick to me
You speak on my name so much, you're a grown man, stop fussing'
He tried to claim he's a hustler, you got potential you can't muster
Get off my dick, it's real sus, need you to shut the fuck up
Before your bitch slurp like cup and then go ride me like a bus
You wanna fight, you wanna tussle, Scott Steiner gang with the muscles
Boy I ball like Kurt Russell, I diss you straight fuck a subtle
This beat got fucked, skip the cuddle, I dipped my wrist in the puddle
Beefing with me is a struggle, I bring the pain motherfucker
Here comes the pain like Brock Lesnar, Bobby the Brain and no lesser
I educate like professor, boy I spray bars like Barretta
She you know sweet as a Skittle, you're just the man in the middle
I shoot my three point like Kawhi and you can't get past the dribble
This shit is insane and crazy, I do this shit for my baby
All we had was Discord DMs and now we're just driving Mercedes
I'll do this shit til my 80's, grandpappy Mike was a saint
The John Locke of his day, the world's greatest crusader
Throw up the V like Vader, while you get smoked like vaper
Roll up dollars to the news, in every way, I get paper
Fuck you and your major label, Crimson Revolver is the stable
Josh and I is like the Dudley Boyz the way we weigh the table
Ready and willing like Gable, your shit get rocked like a cradle
This was always the plan, to make them scream God damn
[Outro: Sample]
God damn, that's hot
( Hpfmav & Knvcklehead )
www.ChordsAZ.com