Comin' from the top of my, when I'm droppin' my Own type of style and ain't nobody my Rise to the top, hit em' up wit all I got Superstar, no I'm not green weed glot
Everybody wanna dirty like a pair of cleats Niggas run mouth a lot like bitches and parakeets, wow How you want it pimpin'? Wow I'm so with it', wow Make other boys do it just because I did it
I'm like a legend or some kinda Sent here to set you free fresh player me another world deep inside yo' own soul This shit here way bigger tattoos and cornrows
This not 'bout makin' dow, Not 'bout no yo Not 'bout who rich or po', Not who niggas know This here you an' me, This here 'bout poetry here 'bout who we be if you in here wit me
Keep your ears wide open is all real no jokin' yo' mothafuckin' hands up in the air If you feel me throw yo' up in the air Better keep your ears open, this is all real, no Throw yo' hands up in the air If you me throw yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Nigga, you know me, why you niggas wanna be All in my grill like you the Boy, I was full a game way before this rap Real 'fo the money came that's why I will never me
Ain't nobody like though they try to be Niggas think they are but ain't fuckin' with me lyrically, yo I was born with it, nobody teach it to me hot beat tell you 'bout what the streets did to me, yo Choose me to be a and lead my people Murder, non-believers with lyrics are lethal
I hit 'em wit it yo, I stay ready wit it Come, try to me wit it regret you ever did it Call, who I got my own bat You got the baby I got them grown stacks But this ain't 'bout no bread not 'bout what niggas Not 'bout what hoes believe If you in with me
Keep your wide open this is all real no jokin' Throw yo' mothafuckin' up in the air If you feel me throw yo' up in the air Better keep your ears open, is all real, no boastin' Throw yo' up in the mothafuckin' air If you feel me throw yo' up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Yeah, I got of Benz just to let you know the deal ways to company beats come from Dew Real, yeah We them niggas should not be fuckin' with Clab ryders, choppy city have you done real quick
ain't 'bout who rap the best, this ain't 'bout who got the most This is not no gangsta rap, this ain't 'bout no and hoes This here ain't no country shit, ain't no way to label Memphis, where I come from orange mouth
What I represent who ever in poverty workin' niggas that try to hustle honestly Man, I who lookin' good and fellin' nice Niggas on the and dro fresh clothes on the ice, yeah
We gon' this comin', comin' with the dirtiest If you from the gotta I know you heard of this ain't 'bout where you from, this ain't 'bout where you be This here 'bout feelin' If you in here with me
Keep your ears wide open is all real no jokin' yo' mothafuckin' hands up in the air If you me throw yo' hands up in the air keep your ears open, this is all real, no boastin' Throw yo' up in the mothafuckin' air If you feel me throw yo' hands up in the air, the air
Go on an' put 'em up Put your where I can see 'em Put your where I can see 'em Go on an' put 'em up Put hands where I can see 'em Put your where I can see 'em
Yeah, A wayz, Dew Realla, Co Lou Slab 2, it's goin' down It's boy, Milwakiee, stop playin'