See in life, you got two things
You got Cheese...and you got the biscuits
See the cheese, everybody wants
But the biscuits (hahaha)
Oh shit
This that new
Ya'll ain't ready
You ain't gotta front my nigga, fall back
Your Hip - IHOP brag rap is small stacks
Keep mouse traps for you cheesing mall rats
Abbreviated state ass nigga, you all cap
Really unemployed but you swear that you bossing
Run rings round you stunners, Stone Cold Steve Austin
Couldn't cel-tics if you were hooping for Boston
Couldn't spread what you spit if you were sneezing and coughing (bless you)
Gazuntite, my raps Pimp Bun tight
When you move the crowd is how you know it's done right
So many beats mourned it should come with sunlight
Letting God in with nothing but me and one mic
But don't hate it I'm feeling alleviated
Don't care if you say I made it, I just love it while I make it
If you really want it God is gonna test your patience
See if you can take it, and then you gotta take it
Still ride the bus, but keep my mind plush
This that Daymond John art made for and by us
Think so far ahead on time's late to us
Mean flow with a smile that could make your girl blush
What's up
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See in life, you got two things
You got Cheese...and you got the biscuits
See the cheese, everybody wants
But the biscuits (hahaha)
Oh shit
This that new
Ya'll ain't ready
You ain't gotta front my nigga, fall back
Your Hip - IHOP brag rap is small stacks
Keep mouse traps for you cheesing mall rats
Abbreviated state ass nigga, you all cap
Really unemployed but you swear that you bossing
Run rings round you stunners, Stone Cold Steve Austin
Couldn't cel-tics if you were hooping for Boston
Couldn't spread what you spit if you were sneezing and coughing (bless you)
Gazuntite, my raps Pimp Bun tight
When you move the crowd is how you know it's done right
So many beats mourned it should come with sunlight
Letting God in with nothing but me and one mic
But don't hate it I'm feeling alleviated
Don't care if you say I made it, I just love it while I make it
If you really want it God is gonna test your patience
See if you can take it, and then you gotta take it
Still ride the bus, but keep my mind plush
This that Daymond John art made for and by us
Think so far ahead on time's late to us
Mean flow with a smile that could make your girl blush
What's up
You got Cheese...and you got the biscuits
See the cheese, everybody wants
But the biscuits (hahaha)
Oh shit
This that new
Ya'll ain't ready
You ain't gotta front my nigga, fall back
Your Hip - IHOP brag rap is small stacks
Keep mouse traps for you cheesing mall rats
Abbreviated state ass nigga, you all cap
Really unemployed but you swear that you bossing
Run rings round you stunners, Stone Cold Steve Austin
Couldn't cel-tics if you were hooping for Boston
Couldn't spread what you spit if you were sneezing and coughing (bless you)
Gazuntite, my raps Pimp Bun tight
When you move the crowd is how you know it's done right
So many beats mourned it should come with sunlight
Letting God in with nothing but me and one mic
But don't hate it I'm feeling alleviated
Don't care if you say I made it, I just love it while I make it
If you really want it God is gonna test your patience
See if you can take it, and then you gotta take it
Still ride the bus, but keep my mind plush
This that Daymond John art made for and by us
Think so far ahead on time's late to us
Mean flow with a smile that could make your girl blush
What's up
Writer: Alfred Coles Jr
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