Sareem - 52 Bars (Intro) Lyrics

Repeatedly exceeding expectations majorly
The flavor ain't forever try ya best to savor me
Christmas came early I've been waiting patiently
Wit all these minor rappers you gon see I'm in the major leagues
December third the world ain't ready for the hardest rap artist
Tryna start the revolution show the boomers how we do this
Ruling two cities got em both under my thumb
Imma get it how I live it yeah that's word up to my mom
Top five under twenty five
F*ck that maybe twenty one
Chillin under everyone the life of the middle son
Been below the radar but now it's time to get shit done
I got a couple haters and they'll hate me when I'm on the throne
I go out in public they recording on they phones
People buggin at the bank they won't leave me a loan
Like they out here tryna diss me and they bitches wanna kiss me
Get lost I'm busy tryna stack these millies
Kinda lost my mind tryna run this city
Like watch me shine stare at my grillies
Tryna age like wine yeah the flow so filthy
If sauce is a crime mothaf*cka I'm guilty
Niggas thinking I made it cuz I opened for blue face
But I aint made shit I aint even got two chainz
Its the genesis of Reem still spitting in garages
Doin random menages then im gone like a mirage
There aint no cork in ya boy so don't get it twisted
Wanna dance with the devil I'll make sure you pay a visit
Spittin like a viper the venom too vicious
Getting out my dreams god granting my wishes
Feed the people bars shits so nutritious
Wanna learn to swim I'll put you wit the fishes
Excuse my Spanish I don't mean to get explicit
Dormiras conmigo el nino bitches
You ain't gotta speak my language to see that I'm poppin
Workin all by my lonely and I got the speakers knocking
Cuz I'm known to pack a punch like pacquiao boxing
I'm at the top of the summit fo these niggas start walking
I got all this ass dropping stealing girls like a bandit
Yeah Kick it in her bed then her panties just vanish
Yeah I'm all up in her pussy pop that shit like a Xanax
Put my meat between her buns like a Popeyes chicken sandwich
Painting pictures wit my words take a look at the canvas
You can't manage my flow I am from another planet
That's why they don't wanna see me win no they can't stand it
Chillin in my corner I'm my number one fan bitch
So when you steppin to my name it's R I P
Why the hell you in this game nigga they got me
You better stay in yo lane or you gon see
You'll be a washed up rapper is yo name big meez
When the times get the toughest nigga cest la vie
I'm just tryna give my parents what they gave me
Don't worry who's up next just get ready
Buckle up mothaf*cka cuz here come REEM