Greasy on the track like finger waves on a fat chick
Lyrical savage fade away like a maverick
With raps like a platinum artist
But I'm starving
Bout to take a trip to Houston harden
I'm the hardest regardless what I ain't accomplished
I elevate the bar like Martians
Don't be tryna peep my posture
I play with the greats like Harper
Ya niggas just softer
Ego like my waistline I can't waste time
Trying to find the secret to survive by the street signs
Each time I lay my head I say my blessings
When the failures see success they tend to reach for they weapons
I pray my mommy ain't stressing
I pray my niggas ain't wreckless
Need funerals for them records
Cause I ain't leaving my cubicle
Some my niggas used to play with the powder
Breaking laws to the 48th power
News reporting on crime
Inside my neighborhood
Mama getting on my line
Crying I said I'm good
I move the best I could still might be the wrong spots
Made it home but we ain't safe we still can hear the shots
Take shots just to calm my nerves
On the road to the riches gotta handle the curves
Can't live by the word Gotta read between lines
And listen for the silence that's the deadliest sign
I'm amazed when I jot my thoughts
I just pray it gets me my past my porch
Becoming a star mean you shoulder they wishes
The way I cook up the track It's like I'm blessing your kitchen
Take second and listen
You can tell that it's different
I mean the way that he spit it's like it go against physics
Cause what goes up must come down
But see a nigga like me stay up like a cloud
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Greasy on the track like finger waves on a fat chick
Lyrical savage fade away like a maverick
With raps like a platinum artist
But I'm starving
Bout to take a trip to Houston harden
I'm the hardest regardless what I ain't accomplished
I elevate the bar like Martians
Don't be tryna peep my posture
I play with the greats like Harper
Ya niggas just softer
Ego like my waistline I can't waste time
Trying to find the secret to survive by the street signs
Each time I lay my head I say my blessings
When the failures see success they tend to reach for they weapons
I pray my mommy ain't stressing
I pray my niggas ain't wreckless
Need funerals for them records
Cause I ain't leaving my cubicle
Some my niggas used to play with the powder
Breaking laws to the 48th power
News reporting on crime
Inside my neighborhood
Mama getting on my line
Crying I said I'm good
I move the best I could still might be the wrong spots
Made it home but we ain't safe we still can hear the shots
Take shots just to calm my nerves
On the road to the riches gotta handle the curves
Can't live by the word Gotta read between lines
And listen for the silence that's the deadliest sign
I'm amazed when I jot my thoughts
I just pray it gets me my past my porch
Becoming a star mean you shoulder they wishes
The way I cook up the track It's like I'm blessing your kitchen
Take second and listen
You can tell that it's different
I mean the way that he spit it's like it go against physics
Cause what goes up must come down
But see a nigga like me stay up like a cloud
Lyrical savage fade away like a maverick
With raps like a platinum artist
But I'm starving
Bout to take a trip to Houston harden
I'm the hardest regardless what I ain't accomplished
I elevate the bar like Martians
Don't be tryna peep my posture
I play with the greats like Harper
Ya niggas just softer
Ego like my waistline I can't waste time
Trying to find the secret to survive by the street signs
Each time I lay my head I say my blessings
When the failures see success they tend to reach for they weapons
I pray my mommy ain't stressing
I pray my niggas ain't wreckless
Need funerals for them records
Cause I ain't leaving my cubicle
Some my niggas used to play with the powder
Breaking laws to the 48th power
News reporting on crime
Inside my neighborhood
Mama getting on my line
Crying I said I'm good
I move the best I could still might be the wrong spots
Made it home but we ain't safe we still can hear the shots
Take shots just to calm my nerves
On the road to the riches gotta handle the curves
Can't live by the word Gotta read between lines
And listen for the silence that's the deadliest sign
I'm amazed when I jot my thoughts
I just pray it gets me my past my porch
Becoming a star mean you shoulder they wishes
The way I cook up the track It's like I'm blessing your kitchen
Take second and listen
You can tell that it's different
I mean the way that he spit it's like it go against physics
Cause what goes up must come down
But see a nigga like me stay up like a cloud
Writer: Big Mike YSE
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