Song: Vfdf
Year: 2012
Viewed: 63 - Published at: 9 years ago

Im a introduce myself incase you don't know me
Brewski B spit that real life homie
And I be going hard every single day
No need for viagra I'm here to stay
I'm playing haters like 2k
They tell me slow it down, but I want it today
Born in 92 I got that swag of veteran
I'm better than no average flow I'm not your average joe
My shit so cold I swear I'm going platinum
They want that good shit still taxin em
Mind of a millionaire I keep on thinking
Eyes up on the prize and I ain't blinking
Doing more for illinois than Abe Lincolin
Comin out the chi city
Get rich or die trying like 50
Hock a loogie even my spit pretty
Got the finest girls trying to fuck wit me
Cause I be working hard every single day
Said I be working hard every single day

[Hook]
If I wanna be stacking all this
I gotta be so God damn flawless
[Verse 2]
Brewski nothing like these Mac Miller wanna b's
I got my own swag I got my own steez
And I ain't dissin this kid just on a mission
To the moon like a flower I promise I'mma bloom
And while I sprout these haters gon pout
But I'mma make you feel better heres a shootout
Without ya jockin on my shit
I woulda never been this close to fame
I woulda never changed my lane
Hate is the motive driven to be the greatest
The latest shit that I spit is Il
Licensed to kill like Buffalo Bill
And I ain't stopping till I drive a ferrari
Brewski ya know the kid came to party
Got these hoes sipping on bacardi lemonade
You know the boy underpaid
Running with Chicago on my back Forte
Not a short stay I'm here forever
Got you saying damn this boy fucking clever

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'mma keep making moves till I can't walk
And I'mma keep spitting rhymes till I can't talk
Doubted cause the color of my skin white
Being hated cause my future's Einstein bright
And this that turning point I'm making things right
Trying to see millions they say its outta sight
But it's ight Ima keep going green light
Yeah ima stay real and ima get a deal
With a signing bonus worth a mill
Where my money at rent collector?
Young kid grinding on his Ryan Sheckler
My shit bumping thru your speaker bass nectar
Your girl came over best believe I wrecked her
V on my Mr. like 10 on the richter
I'm slicker than a high top fade
Sharper than a diamond blade
Drive the lane like D Wade
Said I ain't ever slowing down
I ain't ever fucking slowing down
This is more than a hobby, this is more than an occupation
This is my life, I ain't done

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
Yo The Game did three so I'mma do four
Pushing myself cause I always wanted more
So many followers it's damn pathetic
One of a kind thru every line my pen game poetic
Author of my life writing thru these rhymes
Got a knitty knack for rap
Destroying beats with my verbal attack
Next to blow up y'all can count on that
Dropping hits where the fucks my grammy plague

( Browski Music )
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