Comin' from the top of my, when I'm droppin' my Own type of style and ain't stoppin' my to the very top, hit em' up wit all I got Superstar, no I'm not weed black glot
Everybody wanna piece dirty like a of cleats run they mouth a lot like bitches and parakeets, wow How you want it pimpin'? Wow I'm so with it', wow Make other boys wanna do it because I did it
I'm like a legend or kinda prophecy Sent here to set you free fresh follow me Into world deep inside yo' own soul This shit here way bigger tattoos and cornrows
This not makin' dow, Not 'bout no fakin' yo Not who rich or po', Not 'bout who niggas know This here 'bout you an' me, This 'bout poetry This here 'bout who we be if you in wit me
your ears wide open this is all real no jokin' Thow yo' mothafuckin' 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' up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Nigga, you don't know me, why you wanna be All in my like you the paparazzi? Boy, I was full a game way this rap thang Real 'fo the money came that's why I will never me
Ain't like even though they try to be Niggas think are but they ain't fuckin' with me lyrically, yo I was born with it, nobody teach it to me Ova' hot 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 heavy wit it yo, I stay wit it Come, try to me wit it regret you ever did it Call, who I got my own bat You got the paper I got them grown stacks But this ain't 'bout no not 'bout what niggas said Not 'bout what hoes believe If you in here me
Keep your ears wide open this is all no jokin' Throw yo' mothafuckin' up in the air If you feel me yo' hands up in the air Better your ears open, this is all real, no boastin' Throw yo' hands up in the air If you feel me yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Yeah, I got couple of Benz just to let you know the Eight ways to company beats come Dew Real, yeah We them niggas not nobody be fuckin' with Clab ryders, choppy city have you bitches real quick
This ain't 'bout who rap the best, ain't 'bout who got the most This is not no gangsta rap, ain't 'bout no pimps and hoes This here ain't no country shit, ain't no way to this Memphis, where I from orange mouth veteran
I represent who ever live in poverty Hard workin' niggas try to hustle honestly Man, I represent who lookin' and fellin' nice Niggas on the drank and dro fresh clothes on the ice,
We gon' this comin', comin' with the dirtiest If you from the gotta then I know you heard of This ain't 'bout where you from, this 'bout where you be This here feelin' free If you in here 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, this is all real, no Throw yo' hands up in the air If you feel me throw yo' up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Go on an' put 'em up Put hands where I can see 'em Put your hands I can see 'em Go on an' put 'em up Put your hands I can see 'em Put your hands I can see 'em
Yeah, A wayz, Dew Realla, Co Lou Slab 2, it's goin' down It's your boy, Milwakiee, stop