Sivers Tha Third - Onion Lyrics

I be hunting
Gunning
Posted on my corner
Need the money
Hungry?
Starving
Flipping Red Cents
Get yo' Onion

Okay
Cacique Living in Tropics
Get yo' picture
When I blow
Kiss my ass
I don' take no pictures
Posted up
Swerving off XO
Seeing Visions
Had quit sizzurp
I was trippin' offa the seizures
Now I'm Chilling
In Barbados
In Black Rock I Millie Rock
To My Features
I'm walking piece of art
Kin to Giza
Been Back Stabbed
So many times
Call me Caesar
I was down
But now
I'm up
Like the Matrix
I'm Reloaded in the Cut
Throwing ones
Shorty pop it to the ground
Only Zeros
That's I'm seeing
On my ATM Account

I be hunting
Gunning
Posted on my corner
Need the money
Hungry?
Starving
Flipping Red Cents
Get yo' Onion

Aye
Old School
New School
I'm the perfect kind of blend.
Lord Forgive Me For My Sins
I be lusting over tens
Had Plan Since Six
Now I'm Mapping Out The Ends
Twenty-Four On The Board
I'm De Kobe From The West
Or East
Ask Columbus?
Mass Murder
Set the Trend
Only Chris
I accept
Biggie Smalls
Dat's the End
Slave Blood in My Soil
Bussa Screams
Through the Veins
You'll be the one to lead the wave
I Double Dare You
Take it way?
Since Bridgetown
I had the juice
Now I Bridge Towns
With my tune
Bajan Hova in a few
No More Local Interviews
10K Fa' Features Too
Rebel Mogul
Need the Food

Aye
Don't disturb
My verbal swerves
My Dialect
Summon Models
To Curve
Ain't Got No Onion
You My Partner
Put In Work
I hustled
Cooking
As A Chef from the dirt
Watch some hommies
Get shovel under earth
I drinking for dem
Keep their spirits
In my worth
These ghettoes
Broke me into
Vessels for the hurt
I'm broadcasting
Ever channel
Watch The Worth

I be hunting
Gunning
Posted on my corner
Need the money
Hungry?
Starving
Flipping Red Cents
Get yo' Onion