[Chorus]
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Verse 1]
Who's hot? him why somebody shot him
Let me warn you niggas now, i am not him
Stock rims, i rock block tims, barber shop trim
Why you niggas cop block trim and hot rock stims
Front like you don't see my shine, come on nigga
The chain swang back and forth like my tumble finger
You acting soft, backing off
It's not christ like snatching your platinum cross
Still the ice nice and for the right price
These cats sheisty, they handle their gats nicely
Ride and get high feet us, it's highly unlikеly
Y'all should go check, there's nonе that's like me
You're supposed to be listening
I hope you silent
How you give advice to the shrink, when y'all clang us
From broken homes, still smokin on ultra violet
Keep your focus on, this the dopest song
[Chorus]
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Verse 2]
Hiero is a cult of unique individuals
You perform rap shows, we perform rituals
You can greet your teeth, and grind your ammo
But the sibitchual spit like a lime or a camo
If a rhymer wanna gamble, pick the one who's closest
Better make em fall back like summer's over
Cuz i'm a soldier like MacArthur or General Patten
Packin, not another criminal rappin
No sibliminal crafty little lyrics to diss you
But rappers paranoid, i still hear that it's an issue
It's official ima miss you guys
They cool off so fast that they crystalize
If i drew down then why did the pistol rise
When i celebrate new year, the pistol kind
My shit define, with this fine chick of mine
Sippin on a coconut, with a twisted lime
[Chorus]
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Outro]
Hieroglyphics yeah! (repeated multiple times)
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Verse 1]
Who's hot? him why somebody shot him
Let me warn you niggas now, i am not him
Stock rims, i rock block tims, barber shop trim
Why you niggas cop block trim and hot rock stims
Front like you don't see my shine, come on nigga
The chain swang back and forth like my tumble finger
You acting soft, backing off
It's not christ like snatching your platinum cross
Still the ice nice and for the right price
These cats sheisty, they handle their gats nicely
Ride and get high feet us, it's highly unlikеly
Y'all should go check, there's nonе that's like me
You're supposed to be listening
I hope you silent
How you give advice to the shrink, when y'all clang us
From broken homes, still smokin on ultra violet
Keep your focus on, this the dopest song
[Chorus]
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Verse 2]
Hiero is a cult of unique individuals
You perform rap shows, we perform rituals
You can greet your teeth, and grind your ammo
But the sibitchual spit like a lime or a camo
If a rhymer wanna gamble, pick the one who's closest
Better make em fall back like summer's over
Cuz i'm a soldier like MacArthur or General Patten
Packin, not another criminal rappin
No sibliminal crafty little lyrics to diss you
But rappers paranoid, i still hear that it's an issue
It's official ima miss you guys
They cool off so fast that they crystalize
If i drew down then why did the pistol rise
When i celebrate new year, the pistol kind
My shit define, with this fine chick of mine
Sippin on a coconut, with a twisted lime
[Chorus]
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
I came to rock my shit
And record it so y'all can knock my shit
And support it don't get it distorted
I'm not one of these wannabe G's
Know that it ain't my Steezo
[Outro]
Hieroglyphics yeah! (repeated multiple times)
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