Niggas forgot why muh'fukers respect me
Every time I'm on tracks, 100 percent I bless these
Mics because I'm dead nice, off top like head lice
Every plate I was fed right, every fact should be said twice
Its 2019, and here I stand
Resenting running with collectives who won't hear my plans
On top of promoters who never lend an ear by chance
Spit a rhyme, they get spooked I might steal they fans
Throwing shots at MC's with unfound weakness
But are there any witnesses? None found speaking
Better run while demons got those sounds speakin
Cuz I hold clips long as an Old Town remix
Smoke a nigga then be off the grid, you won't know me
Cloud 9, niggas off the mid tellin stories
But I been hittin stogies, spit flame with no rhyme or reason
Runnin off Community Rappers like it was robbin season
These quiet church mouse niggas in real life be ghost
Get behind a screen now everybody try me most
And they even lie the most, but I'm sleep...
Everybody now a victim and even more is even sheep
Got Adele type feelings, they be rolling in the deep
Bitches break down faster than the promises they keep
Honestly to me, there is no logic basically
Its only brought up, kid, adoption agency
Anybody say I ain't the topic doesn't know me
Masked up, gettin shit poppin like a Vorhees
One on one scrappin, I be droppin em on both knees
I've been in more fights than a waffle house employee
Cuz I attract targets, my words I snap harder
How I stay current with no effort? I'm that martyr
Who will stay intact smarter, while I'm on attacks washin
All them thirsty nerds while they drinkin bitches bath water
..Ya crew think y'all kings then Im a show the frauds
Trouble in paradise when I kick it, thats a Kofi bar
F*ck with me, ain't nothin sweet
Try Wild'n Out on a Con, you'll need D'Wreck to cut the beats
Them lil fellas get mad at me with the raps I wrote
They compelled for the tragedy, snitchin back afloat
Think Umbrella Academy when I @ these hoes
Next rumor I hear, I'm comin at ya throats
I been tryna catch up to where the families at
Seems a lot of bad vibes tryna drag me back
But kept the wheels movin forward thats the aftermath
Of shuttin bitches out gettin pissy over laugh reacts
I shouldn't be here spazzin I just got the need
I get a high off jottin fire, cop it please
My bros inhale the finest, roll the loudest trees
Smoke up, my weed hit stronger than Meg Stallions knees
Say I don't claim my hometown, shits facts
Why claim a town that almost got me killed for 6 racks
No matter how much you love the hood, you don't get it back
It's that same mindset that got Nipsey clapped
It's the same mindset that got Grizzly clapped
And its the same outcome that make me finna snap
Too much talent livin short, its f*cked me up forreal b
Thats why I gotta make em feel me before niggas kill me
Goin for the bag is my next route
So keep your hands out my pocket or get X'd out
You cross me, its my people's watchin you
Then it's bald heads to ya flannel, that's a needledrop review
You can catch me out ridin hittin backwoods
Cuz Im a G, move in silence like a gnat do
Im that dude...but you rarely hear me talkin tho
Its why my killshot be outta nowhere like the RKO
Flxtch!
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Niggas forgot why muh'fukers respect me
Every time I'm on tracks, 100 percent I bless these
Mics because I'm dead nice, off top like head lice
Every plate I was fed right, every fact should be said twice
Its 2019, and here I stand
Resenting running with collectives who won't hear my plans
On top of promoters who never lend an ear by chance
Spit a rhyme, they get spooked I might steal they fans
Throwing shots at MC's with unfound weakness
But are there any witnesses? None found speaking
Better run while demons got those sounds speakin
Cuz I hold clips long as an Old Town remix
Smoke a nigga then be off the grid, you won't know me
Cloud 9, niggas off the mid tellin stories
But I been hittin stogies, spit flame with no rhyme or reason
Runnin off Community Rappers like it was robbin season
These quiet church mouse niggas in real life be ghost
Get behind a screen now everybody try me most
And they even lie the most, but I'm sleep...
Everybody now a victim and even more is even sheep
Got Adele type feelings, they be rolling in the deep
Bitches break down faster than the promises they keep
Honestly to me, there is no logic basically
Its only brought up, kid, adoption agency
Anybody say I ain't the topic doesn't know me
Masked up, gettin shit poppin like a Vorhees
One on one scrappin, I be droppin em on both knees
I've been in more fights than a waffle house employee
Cuz I attract targets, my words I snap harder
How I stay current with no effort? I'm that martyr
Who will stay intact smarter, while I'm on attacks washin
All them thirsty nerds while they drinkin bitches bath water
..Ya crew think y'all kings then Im a show the frauds
Trouble in paradise when I kick it, thats a Kofi bar
F*ck with me, ain't nothin sweet
Try Wild'n Out on a Con, you'll need D'Wreck to cut the beats
Them lil fellas get mad at me with the raps I wrote
They compelled for the tragedy, snitchin back afloat
Think Umbrella Academy when I @ these hoes
Next rumor I hear, I'm comin at ya throats
I been tryna catch up to where the families at
Seems a lot of bad vibes tryna drag me back
But kept the wheels movin forward thats the aftermath
Of shuttin bitches out gettin pissy over laugh reacts
I shouldn't be here spazzin I just got the need
I get a high off jottin fire, cop it please
My bros inhale the finest, roll the loudest trees
Smoke up, my weed hit stronger than Meg Stallions knees
Say I don't claim my hometown, shits facts
Why claim a town that almost got me killed for 6 racks
No matter how much you love the hood, you don't get it back
It's that same mindset that got Nipsey clapped
It's the same mindset that got Grizzly clapped
And its the same outcome that make me finna snap
Too much talent livin short, its f*cked me up forreal b
Thats why I gotta make em feel me before niggas kill me
Goin for the bag is my next route
So keep your hands out my pocket or get X'd out
You cross me, its my people's watchin you
Then it's bald heads to ya flannel, that's a needledrop review
You can catch me out ridin hittin backwoods
Cuz Im a G, move in silence like a gnat do
Im that dude...but you rarely hear me talkin tho
Its why my killshot be outta nowhere like the RKO
Flxtch!
Every time I'm on tracks, 100 percent I bless these
Mics because I'm dead nice, off top like head lice
Every plate I was fed right, every fact should be said twice
Its 2019, and here I stand
Resenting running with collectives who won't hear my plans
On top of promoters who never lend an ear by chance
Spit a rhyme, they get spooked I might steal they fans
Throwing shots at MC's with unfound weakness
But are there any witnesses? None found speaking
Better run while demons got those sounds speakin
Cuz I hold clips long as an Old Town remix
Smoke a nigga then be off the grid, you won't know me
Cloud 9, niggas off the mid tellin stories
But I been hittin stogies, spit flame with no rhyme or reason
Runnin off Community Rappers like it was robbin season
These quiet church mouse niggas in real life be ghost
Get behind a screen now everybody try me most
And they even lie the most, but I'm sleep...
Everybody now a victim and even more is even sheep
Got Adele type feelings, they be rolling in the deep
Bitches break down faster than the promises they keep
Honestly to me, there is no logic basically
Its only brought up, kid, adoption agency
Anybody say I ain't the topic doesn't know me
Masked up, gettin shit poppin like a Vorhees
One on one scrappin, I be droppin em on both knees
I've been in more fights than a waffle house employee
Cuz I attract targets, my words I snap harder
How I stay current with no effort? I'm that martyr
Who will stay intact smarter, while I'm on attacks washin
All them thirsty nerds while they drinkin bitches bath water
..Ya crew think y'all kings then Im a show the frauds
Trouble in paradise when I kick it, thats a Kofi bar
F*ck with me, ain't nothin sweet
Try Wild'n Out on a Con, you'll need D'Wreck to cut the beats
Them lil fellas get mad at me with the raps I wrote
They compelled for the tragedy, snitchin back afloat
Think Umbrella Academy when I @ these hoes
Next rumor I hear, I'm comin at ya throats
I been tryna catch up to where the families at
Seems a lot of bad vibes tryna drag me back
But kept the wheels movin forward thats the aftermath
Of shuttin bitches out gettin pissy over laugh reacts
I shouldn't be here spazzin I just got the need
I get a high off jottin fire, cop it please
My bros inhale the finest, roll the loudest trees
Smoke up, my weed hit stronger than Meg Stallions knees
Say I don't claim my hometown, shits facts
Why claim a town that almost got me killed for 6 racks
No matter how much you love the hood, you don't get it back
It's that same mindset that got Nipsey clapped
It's the same mindset that got Grizzly clapped
And its the same outcome that make me finna snap
Too much talent livin short, its f*cked me up forreal b
Thats why I gotta make em feel me before niggas kill me
Goin for the bag is my next route
So keep your hands out my pocket or get X'd out
You cross me, its my people's watchin you
Then it's bald heads to ya flannel, that's a needledrop review
You can catch me out ridin hittin backwoods
Cuz Im a G, move in silence like a gnat do
Im that dude...but you rarely hear me talkin tho
Its why my killshot be outta nowhere like the RKO
Flxtch!
Writer: Jonathan Fletcher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid