MYSONNE - Lyrical Excellence lyrics

rate me

This lil’ niggas ask who you be, I laughs, they Google me

Bad boy nigga that shine with no jewelry

Usually be too deaf, don’t be with the foolery

Too unruly, they don’t know what to do with me

I do a little Gucci, don’t really do the Louis V

Pierced niggas, belts, shirts, like two or three

I love true religion, but between you and me

That name grand shit don’t matter when you a G

Musically I’m Marvin Gaye mixed with some Rick James

Got the glow bitch, last dragon, spit flames

I’ve been made since 6th grade on the 6 train

Lyrically sick, Problem was my nickname

This lane is all mine, they all lie

Lame play with me, I knock them off, on line

Like them new Jordans came out

Ask ‘em who the rawest, I promise they call my name out

Promise mama if I was heavy in some drama

I’d say forgive me, father, before I blow his brain out

Nostradamus predicted me, this is victory

So if I shoot you then your future is history

It’s official, I am officially the dopest nigga breathing

If you can get a brick in me you double on the whole cell

You flip on that breakdown it’s like selling H down in H town