Verse 1 -
Like Ross I'm a boss I want everything Gimme the money Gimme the bitches Gimme the fame
Been in the game
Bout four years
I want a Lamborghini I want a Bugatti
Like yo gotti
And I wanna be Crusin down the street Like eazy Yeah look at me now c breezy
I keep on flowing like river I deliver Like ups and no bsin
I'll be there shortly You can wait shorly
If I don't pick up my phone Please leave a message at the tone
My iPhone be getting blown Like me from your girl Sorry I can't pick up we be getting freaky deeky in the bed Bout to get some good head
Your girl be liken me better than you She lovin what I do
Make her scream damn she want me
And she doesn't Want any other part of you.
(Evan Gummo OLD CUT Verse) -
These Rappers ain't got bars That's a dead zone
I just got with a chick To put you in the friend zone
It's the championship Rhymes leave you in the reck zone
Take right to the touchdown No end zone
Tryin get a little money And the fame
I never want it Getting Hotter like the summer
All My friends I really love them
Yeah they got me through the come up And They never let me plummet
And they always have my back Until the day I reach the summit
Take a kid with skinny jeans One leg at a time
And for any one who got left I hope your alright
Rhymes stay contraceptive So it's safe to say that i'm crashing party's
My songs take the cake It's on every beat
Now way to wait Never had a plan b
Cause i'm a okay trying to get a monopoly shit in the game I be the last stop
Cause I out last you lames To be real I'm hot dogging you haters you see Like AT&T i'm gone
VERSE 2 -
Back against the wall back to everyone who said i would'nt make things happen kick it back three years i was 18 rapping
Visions in my head that i was 18 stacking it was all i ever wanted i want the game be lacking
Always kept it 100 and barely made shit past it my grind never quit though i stayed on a mission
Competition do planes so i do this shit to lift off
Uh got bars haters think i got that luck
Every line i got that punch know i got drive how i pop that clutch
And where the hate at all i gots that love
See I'm back in this bitch but i aint never left boy you lack in this bitch cause you aint got no wealth
And i stack in this bitch and i keep to myself i don't rap in this bitch i just vent how i felt
And i do what they say i would'nt (CHECK IT) doing what i shouldn't (They said i shouldn't) moving towards a better place boy I'm doing what they said i couldn't growing up i use to feel out of place now I'm blowing up
And all them feel outta place they saw me struggle they saw me fumble but never help they try to hit the roster but I'm outta space
Skoog -
Imma get money and the power respect,snd get checked i get checks i get that i get hoes they get wet
Im sick yet my words are an epic epidemic
I am legend
Catch up or get left i want the world
Imma take it destroy and remake it
A guy in the making cause truth i can't take it
The poor are the back bone but the back bones are breaking
From free to the rich killing us with the power of the dollar and in our own blood and sweat
Tears have been shed over debt causing death
Rob is a survivor playing Russian roulette so i went out and got my spare rhymes
Like bullets like evolution of a man
Went from being broke to execution a plan to get money like the government
Now I'm hot like a southern man bundled in the middle of the summer when its humid and temperatures over a hundred
Man i want it all can't get enough
Why
Skoog
Get yours