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360 - Own Thing lyrics

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Intro:

You know I rock, and im gone do my thing, regardless of the...

[Verse 1]

It's a must that I kill, every verse and every song

That I'm on, set the stage to a blaze when I perform

Why should I conform? Just to get the dollars?

Give you the cold shoulder cuz I'm knowin im the hottest

When I spit its global warming, somebody shoulda warned him

Neck coulder than a coach with gatorade poured on him

I'm raw like a half a ki, you a daiquiri

FOCUS ON BEING A BETTER YOU AND NOT A WACKER ME!!

I'm blessed to be in the ballot, amounsgt the rappers with talent

We The Best with out a co-sign from Khalid; WE GO HARD!

But believe me it's not a challenege

We toss dollars while yall toss salads

Welcome to my palace victory I taste it on my pallet

Go sporadtic like an addict off of crack, pills, and acid

In a timely fashion heres a classic, 360 chronicals

You a bastard im your biological son!

[Hook]

We don't play by the rules, we do our own thing

And when we get in the zone we just go and sing, OH!!!

You know I rock, And I'm gone do my thing

Regardless of the hate, that yall niggas bring

[Verse 2]

Even they gang bangin is fake, to me they no threat

They like the stones on my neck, all invisible sets

From what I heard you get ridiculed, we get rid of fools

Niggas knew, I was lyrical, since my umbilical, got cut

You know wassup, even in times it's biblical

I told Noah I got 2 hoes, and you should get few

When I start it's like the arch, double my residuals

When I'm finished with the business baby I get into you

Right now it's the booth, shows, and these interviews

No more running from the cops, scuffin up my tennis shoes

See I couldn't get into this, cuz I had to finish that

Both feet in, No half steppin with it Jack

Big Kane taught me that, cocaine brought me stacks

Mules board planes, with whole things on they back

It's big chains when I rap, swear to God im lovin it

I ain't gotta buy it, I just do it for the fuck of it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I give respect to the the OG's, not them old niggas that once had it

Got caught then ratted...Bong...Bong

Thats it, niggas laughin...brrrrrrr...automatic block scattered

Stop traffic, drape fabric, closed caskets

Stiff bastards and passin gift baskets

Shits drastic but yet necessary

You black out you gone quicker than February

Thought I told ya, coaches put me in the game and its over

Shit im similar to Kobe im a closer

Plus I whip that white girl, that coca

Make a smoker, lose weight like Al Rocker

Don't be mad if you been here for years

And it seems like I just appeared and persevered

Over my peers, over some old niggas, and I did it by myself

I don't owe niggas, I show niggas!

[Hook]

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