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[Verse 1]
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo (Woah)
Which one of you fuckers stole my flow? (Which one?)
First I made it out the snow
Now I'm chilling in this dough
You shoot for the stars, I just go there in a rocket
Got more clothes than a closet
Got more paper than an office (Businessman)
And I got more drip than a faucet
Got more drip than the people use
If the cops pull up, this ain't no illegal use
Now I don't want to be corny like third time's the charm
But say my name three times and I'll pop up like Beetlejuice
I'm a businessman, might just head to Lubin School
But you should know I'm not the type to excuse
I'm the main man, kinda like Scooby Doo
Plus I'm in the algorithms like a Rubik's cube
I'm getting shady vibes from these guys, no 8 Mile
I'ma have to take a look at his case file
If I see one more man with a fake smile
I'ma have to turn it into a pained smile
I'm not a Libra but I weigh it out
You think you gon' take me out?
I don't care, I'm way too eager to wait it out
They say ''This ain't reality, this must be a video game
Is this really reality, is Sa Vich spitting all these flames?''
[Verse 2]
All these rappers, they be capping, they should be on the mend
Try to talk facts but it's an L-I-E in the end
Wombo combo, it's like three in a bed
But be careful, you don't want to be in the red
Yeah, code red, it's an emergency when I'm in my zone (Red)
Always homies in the booth, never on my own (Never)
Try to announce you leaving now but you been gone (Let's go)
Yeah, and I got some crazy stories like I'm King Von
I do this for the music, you just do it to get paid
I just pulled up to the scene with a mic and a blade
I invade with my brother INVADE
And we killing the game
And we're going insane, yeah
I got to go insane, yeah, I really have to
They ask my why I do it, I said I had to
My music ain't the type of shit to get attached to
I'm good at math, I multiply and add too
I'm a good at math, I see a bitch and I subtract the man
Yeah, you hiding from the opps like your name is Anne
Oh, was that too far? Well, I'm sorry
But I don't give a fuck, I'm a villain like Carti
I can tell who it is by their fucking breath
Does that make me psycho or am I in check?
Fair is foul and foul is fair, Macbeth
You call it rap, I call it life or death
[Verse 1]
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo (Woah)
Which one of you fuckers stole my flow? (Which one?)
First I made it out the snow
Now I'm chilling in this dough
You shoot for the stars, I just go there in a rocket
Got more clothes than a closet
Got more paper than an office (Businessman)
And I got more drip than a faucet
Got more drip than the people use
If the cops pull up, this ain't no illegal use
Now I don't want to be corny like third time's the charm
But say my name three times and I'll pop up like Beetlejuice
I'm a businessman, might just head to Lubin School
But you should know I'm not the type to excuse
I'm the main man, kinda like Scooby Doo
Plus I'm in the algorithms like a Rubik's cube
I'm getting shady vibes from these guys, no 8 Mile
I'ma have to take a look at his case file
If I see one more man with a fake smile
I'ma have to turn it into a pained smile
I'm not a Libra but I weigh it out
You think you gon' take me out?
I don't care, I'm way too eager to wait it out
They say ''This ain't reality, this must be a video game
Is this really reality, is Sa Vich spitting all these flames?''
[Verse 2]
All these rappers, they be capping, they should be on the mend
Try to talk facts but it's an L-I-E in the end
Wombo combo, it's like three in a bed
But be careful, you don't want to be in the red
Yeah, code red, it's an emergency when I'm in my zone (Red)
Always homies in the booth, never on my own (Never)
Try to announce you leaving now but you been gone (Let's go)
Yeah, and I got some crazy stories like I'm King Von
I do this for the music, you just do it to get paid
I just pulled up to the scene with a mic and a blade
I invade with my brother INVADE
And we killing the game
And we're going insane, yeah
I got to go insane, yeah, I really have to
They ask my why I do it, I said I had to
My music ain't the type of shit to get attached to
I'm good at math, I multiply and add too
I'm a good at math, I see a bitch and I subtract the man
Yeah, you hiding from the opps like your name is Anne
Oh, was that too far? Well, I'm sorry
But I don't give a fuck, I'm a villain like Carti
I can tell who it is by their fucking breath
Does that make me psycho or am I in check?
Fair is foul and foul is fair, Macbeth
You call it rap, I call it life or death
( Sa Vich )
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