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Billy Winfield - Processing Lyrics



Billy Winfield - Processing Lyrics
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Phase 2 Processing
Bitch I really feel like I'm the man with my own plan Break bread with the fam, we don't hold hands
Broke free from the cage of the program I would never be a slave to an old man
Paid by the dope man, workin' on my mental Said I paid all my dues with a pencil
Never blinded by the pain like I'm Denzel Only lookin' to the sky if I need help, promise
I'ma excel F*ck what they talkin' about, boy, I'm a beast
If you talkin' about Florida, they gon' mention me
I put time on the table, we gamblin' Options, no stoppin', we givin' the children
Some peace I'm a motherf*ckin' legend in my hometown
Profound, all my little homies got they own sound
Go round up all the squadron it's Now or never, they can never measure up to
What we got started I feel like I'm on top of my shit
You will never see me down, I'm on the road to get rich
We got bangers, I kinda feel famous I been on my own so I don't f*ck with strangers
It's me with them vandles the saving grace Open doors for the youth cause we know they great
Talkin' all of my shit cause I really skate Only smokin' that good shit to seal my fate
Live for another day, yeah
Your file is being processed Thank you for your patience
Aye, bitch, I really feel like I'm the man with my own plan
Break bread with the fam, we don't hold hands Broke free from the cage of the program
I would never be a slave to an old man Paid by the dope man, workin' on my mental
Said I paid all my dues with a pencil Never blinded by the pain like I'm Denzel
Only lookin' to the sky if I need help, promise I'ma excel
Bitch, really got me now I heard all of them whispers, just shut your mouth
You so worried about other people, see you pocket Watchin' you're so trapped in a box, you won't ever get out
I'm so priceless, my heart is gold I stay strapped, we adapt if the static cold
F*ck movin' these packs, cause that shit get old I'm miraculous, keep on attackin' these beats
Like I told y'all the moment I stepped in the building
I cannot be f*cked with got bars you could deal with
My brain has evolved past a level that puts me ahead of the average person
You could just call me Billy, Uchiha your master
You look like a bastard, my music is hazardous
Abracadabra, shit makin' shit happen, bitch
Gotta keep an AR in the car for the ones on that rapper shit
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Phase 2 Processing
Bitch I really feel like I'm the man with my own plan Break bread with the fam, we don't hold hands
Broke free from the cage of the program I would never be a slave to an old man
Paid by the dope man, workin' on my mental Said I paid all my dues with a pencil
Never blinded by the pain like I'm Denzel Only lookin' to the sky if I need help, promise
I'ma excel F*ck what they talkin' about, boy, I'm a beast
If you talkin' about Florida, they gon' mention me
I put time on the table, we gamblin' Options, no stoppin', we givin' the children
Some peace I'm a motherf*ckin' legend in my hometown
Profound, all my little homies got they own sound
Go round up all the squadron it's Now or never, they can never measure up to
What we got started I feel like I'm on top of my shit
You will never see me down, I'm on the road to get rich
We got bangers, I kinda feel famous I been on my own so I don't f*ck with strangers
It's me with them vandles the saving grace Open doors for the youth cause we know they great
Talkin' all of my shit cause I really skate Only smokin' that good shit to seal my fate
Live for another day, yeah
Your file is being processed Thank you for your patience
Aye, bitch, I really feel like I'm the man with my own plan
Break bread with the fam, we don't hold hands Broke free from the cage of the program
I would never be a slave to an old man Paid by the dope man, workin' on my mental
Said I paid all my dues with a pencil Never blinded by the pain like I'm Denzel
Only lookin' to the sky if I need help, promise I'ma excel
Bitch, really got me now I heard all of them whispers, just shut your mouth
You so worried about other people, see you pocket Watchin' you're so trapped in a box, you won't ever get out
I'm so priceless, my heart is gold I stay strapped, we adapt if the static cold
F*ck movin' these packs, cause that shit get old I'm miraculous, keep on attackin' these beats
Like I told y'all the moment I stepped in the building
I cannot be f*cked with got bars you could deal with
My brain has evolved past a level that puts me ahead of the average person
You could just call me Billy, Uchiha your master
You look like a bastard, my music is hazardous
Abracadabra, shit makin' shit happen, bitch
Gotta keep an AR in the car for the ones on that rapper shit
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Writer: Samuel Myers
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Performed By: Billy Winfield
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Samuel Myers

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