Elijah Thomas - Volume Lyrics

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I'm the man with the plan nigga do something
I don't think you standing a chance
This a blue print
Don't compare with the man you ain't shooting
You just keep your hands in your pants
That's pissy got me rapping like I'm pissed off
Mr. Brown didn't win a nigga this hard
I've been paid in full since a git
Even tho I never listened I'm gifted to spit bars
I'm thinking of a master plan to be the greatest
It's in the making
And I ain't gotta be your favorite
You can hate me or you can love me
It's ok cuz I'ma take it regardless of what you wanted
It's a whole lot of gas on chest
I got them gasping for air and haven't mastered it yet
Just imagine when my talent has been crafted to match
All the maps in my head
I'll probably rap till I'm dead it ain't fair nigga
(Ouuuu) Ok nigga
Way that I've been driving tell them get up out the way nigga
Tell Rakim I'll show you how to get paid nigga
No disrespect I know you paved the way nigga
(Ouuuu) Oh he different different
ET going to Eric B oh he spitting spitting
You can't spell G.O.A.T.E without ET
Greatest of all time and everything

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I'm a head bopping show stopping son of a gun
My pops from the west side but the east where I'm from
I made this record for him
I made this record for fun
I tried to give myself a challenge but I'm already done
And I already won like I'm using cheat codes
I've been balling for sure they used to calling me young
But I feel like OG how I'm calling them son
All the heat I've been kick feel like Boston done won
I ain't no joke it's the same old quote
But I'm changing the game
When the lames blow smoke
I just aim for the skies while their names go ghost
The fame can't change me your aim too low
Still I rise to no surprise
When part of me dies part of me grows
Over and over to show I'm alive but killing my pride
If I'ma best now then what still is inside nigga
It's a overflow
I'ma only do it how it's supposed to go
I'm supposed to grow
Way to cold like Nova Scotia
Waiting for my turn it's slow approaching
All them little trends is blowing over
I ain't worried cuz he watching over me
I'm slow to show up and I'm slow to leave
Ain't no holding me nah