Said I'ma cypher this shit
I got a right to get rich
I gotta write to get rich
Ah you catching my drift
I'm Ken Block on the corner
Shon haawk when he spit
That nigga nasty
Emcee with the right tricks
Hammer niggas that I know are too legitimate to quit
Damn
Spitting till a watch is on the wrist
Not a wristband
But also property
Wanna do this shit properly
See they be getting cocky when pockets ocky and bam
They walking around awkwardly
Profit turn to poverty
I aint with the bull
I'm tryna support the fam
Couple shows up in the city
That shit was litty but man
When you gotta tell them who you are
Then you win over they hands
You feel different
You hungry
Forget a meal
Where the six course
Got the appetite of fat Rick Ross
Shit I'm tryna shine like lip gloss
You question my grind
Fine
Cause when I'm relaxed while pissed off
The ink is deadly
Similar to Jason machete or Freddy's fingers
A lasting impression
My shit will linger 'round ya
Feel so distinguished
My english
It'll astound ya
A concoction of the slang
Plus my articulate range
Yo its powerful
Make you feel the way that smoking sour do
Black as Howard U so they cower when they around the crew
My metamorphosis causing a couple losses
Be cautious
Step outta line and I promise there'll be a loss of you
Stick and move
Efficient when energy is used
Gift that I abuse
Want something to pay my college dues
Feds on my ass
I aint blow when I got out of school
Now they want the Cash Money
Say they taking over 2000
With 99 problems still surrounding
It's all good though
Every solution know I found them
In between the line of the composition
I elevate my position
Until I got a gold pot to piss in
And the goals what I'm living
Was founded in '96
To be rounding out all ya lists
In the spirit
Of lyric competition
Or matter fact
Round it out
Shit we winning
Grinning like Dababy that's touching up on the babysitter babysitting
Until the day
My pockets are somebody else's pension
I'll never Sway
Nah man not even in the morning
When I'm standing and yawning
And do that stretch to limber up at like the crack of the dawn and
I gotta say
Even then it won't be a break
Ya'll in for permanent stay
I ain't leasing on nothing
And I aint renting out shit
Except a stadium to play them the hits nigga
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English
Said I'ma cypher this shit
I got a right to get rich
I gotta write to get rich
Ah you catching my drift
I'm Ken Block on the corner
Shon haawk when he spit
That nigga nasty
Emcee with the right tricks
Hammer niggas that I know are too legitimate to quit
Damn
Spitting till a watch is on the wrist
Not a wristband
But also property
Wanna do this shit properly
See they be getting cocky when pockets ocky and bam
They walking around awkwardly
Profit turn to poverty
I aint with the bull
I'm tryna support the fam
Couple shows up in the city
That shit was litty but man
When you gotta tell them who you are
Then you win over they hands
You feel different
You hungry
Forget a meal
Where the six course
Got the appetite of fat Rick Ross
Shit I'm tryna shine like lip gloss
You question my grind
Fine
Cause when I'm relaxed while pissed off
The ink is deadly
Similar to Jason machete or Freddy's fingers
A lasting impression
My shit will linger 'round ya
Feel so distinguished
My english
It'll astound ya
A concoction of the slang
Plus my articulate range
Yo its powerful
Make you feel the way that smoking sour do
Black as Howard U so they cower when they around the crew
My metamorphosis causing a couple losses
Be cautious
Step outta line and I promise there'll be a loss of you
Stick and move
Efficient when energy is used
Gift that I abuse
Want something to pay my college dues
Feds on my ass
I aint blow when I got out of school
Now they want the Cash Money
Say they taking over 2000
With 99 problems still surrounding
It's all good though
Every solution know I found them
In between the line of the composition
I elevate my position
Until I got a gold pot to piss in
And the goals what I'm living
Was founded in '96
To be rounding out all ya lists
In the spirit
Of lyric competition
Or matter fact
Round it out
Shit we winning
Grinning like Dababy that's touching up on the babysitter babysitting
Until the day
My pockets are somebody else's pension
I'll never Sway
Nah man not even in the morning
When I'm standing and yawning
And do that stretch to limber up at like the crack of the dawn and
I gotta say
Even then it won't be a break
Ya'll in for permanent stay
I ain't leasing on nothing
And I aint renting out shit
Except a stadium to play them the hits nigga
I got a right to get rich
I gotta write to get rich
Ah you catching my drift
I'm Ken Block on the corner
Shon haawk when he spit
That nigga nasty
Emcee with the right tricks
Hammer niggas that I know are too legitimate to quit
Damn
Spitting till a watch is on the wrist
Not a wristband
But also property
Wanna do this shit properly
See they be getting cocky when pockets ocky and bam
They walking around awkwardly
Profit turn to poverty
I aint with the bull
I'm tryna support the fam
Couple shows up in the city
That shit was litty but man
When you gotta tell them who you are
Then you win over they hands
You feel different
You hungry
Forget a meal
Where the six course
Got the appetite of fat Rick Ross
Shit I'm tryna shine like lip gloss
You question my grind
Fine
Cause when I'm relaxed while pissed off
The ink is deadly
Similar to Jason machete or Freddy's fingers
A lasting impression
My shit will linger 'round ya
Feel so distinguished
My english
It'll astound ya
A concoction of the slang
Plus my articulate range
Yo its powerful
Make you feel the way that smoking sour do
Black as Howard U so they cower when they around the crew
My metamorphosis causing a couple losses
Be cautious
Step outta line and I promise there'll be a loss of you
Stick and move
Efficient when energy is used
Gift that I abuse
Want something to pay my college dues
Feds on my ass
I aint blow when I got out of school
Now they want the Cash Money
Say they taking over 2000
With 99 problems still surrounding
It's all good though
Every solution know I found them
In between the line of the composition
I elevate my position
Until I got a gold pot to piss in
And the goals what I'm living
Was founded in '96
To be rounding out all ya lists
In the spirit
Of lyric competition
Or matter fact
Round it out
Shit we winning
Grinning like Dababy that's touching up on the babysitter babysitting
Until the day
My pockets are somebody else's pension
I'll never Sway
Nah man not even in the morning
When I'm standing and yawning
And do that stretch to limber up at like the crack of the dawn and
I gotta say
Even then it won't be a break
Ya'll in for permanent stay
I ain't leasing on nothing
And I aint renting out shit
Except a stadium to play them the hits nigga
Writer: Shon Weathers
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