A Lil More
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I snap, I don’t rap, dope boy swag, I don’t trap Get new bees, spit old raps Like nigga I’m nice just know that The flow that fire like rode that Anybody hold that burn like your head Where the stove at I could get a deal spittin old raps No dialog either, just thoughts on my notepad Money calling, they got a ring to it Hook so hard, gotta sing to it Everything is catchy, but we’ve been doing Go figure man, the people just cling to it Never felt pressure from artists, switch flow, go hardest, I’m artist Speak well like I graduated harvard So accomplished and only getting started [Hook] Why you think I’m on the beat for? Because I’m tryina be shining The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming Kicking shoes on my feet though Unless you roll with the preps And if not, you calculating our style I hope you got us on repeat, though Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose Then why is feeling incomplete though Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal Mama told me, never say you can’t Get up in the kitchen, too hot, you faint Easy, what the fuck you smoke, you drank I snap, whenever I do try, do think And I’m young so I don’t think a lot After the beat, it don’t take a lot When they call this, dropped out yeah My teacher ain’t even make a lot With not enough, so I thought I’d test my luck With this rap shit, and like a fat chick singing Game over, like flip, my shit blinging Niggas on my dick, I sign you my seamen Bitches do it too, only difference is they fiending What they dreaming, and never waking up Grinding till we signing, now we caking up And you think you heard the best beat, huh And they say we got the recipe, huh [Hook] Why you think I’m on the beat for? Because I’m tryina be shining The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming Kicking shoes on my feet though Unless you roll with the preps And if not, you calculating our style I hope you got us on repeat, though Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose Then why is feeling incomplete though Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal The person with nothing to loose is always dangerous Style you need enough for chill I change it Self conscious thoughts in my brain, it seems like We not supposed to know what these dreams like After the nap brings back, to rappin snap on tracks Power ball I pass, shit portin my back Back and forth I will never go Slide on flow, heefer like the every broke Director is slim, but the vision is heavy though And we ain’t stoppin till vision got heavy dough Dirty sprite inside, outside cherry coke Ambitious niggas with the wheel of a merry go Fargo, just bank on me And this sure that shit yeah fsp Slide jake and rits, it’s the crew of the year, fuck your thoughts Middle finger to your temple, playing it simple [Hook] Why you think I’m on the beat for? Because I’m tryina be shining The girls love a nigga that’s rhyming Kicking shoes on my feet though Unless you roll with the preps And if not, you calculating our style I hope you got us on repeat, though Maybe you can’t refuse, prep nation we can’t loose Then why is feeling incomplete though Cause they feeless, but we deal this, but you know the deal.
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