Yeah
Return of the great
We here
Stephen Route
Let's get it
Like Irish Spring, I don't only got bars
The way I'm making beats, you could say I'm like a farm
I feel the love in the room, get your hatin' on
You know I'm cookin' when you see me with my apron on
Started plantin' seeds, so I gave you deep
Take a branch from my tree, drop you like a leaf
Who gon' stop me? You and what army
I have your family feudin' like my name is Steve Harvey
I see you walkin' dead, lookin' like a zombie
My flow can get nasty, but I'm not sorry
Engineering on the boards, that's a different hobby
I stay workin', this not Martin and my name ain't Tommy
Don't be alarmed, I'm bout to wake you up
Treat you like your leaves, about to rake you up
Treat you like your trees and just break you up
Ballin' like Giannis, tryna make a buck
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
I got family members actin' real strange
We're not connected like Wi-Fi outta range
Like Rumpelstiltskin, you still don't know my name?
I could put you in the box like you David Blaine
Yeah, why you actin' like you on a plane
You got no drive, you got no car, you better catch a train
Nasty
That's what you get with every line that I spit
When they say my time is comin', tell them this is it
You thinkin' that I'm not on my feet, you doin' splits
I don't got no time to throw fists, I make hits
Put you in the pot, have you cookin' like grits
Call me Super Mario, cause I break you like bricks
Keep thinkin' that I'm drownin', but I'm swimmin' like a fish
Go ahead and make a diss
I'm on your roof just like a dish
Here we go again, still I'm goin' in
And my flow will leave you leakin' like a broken pen
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
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English
Yeah
Return of the great
We here
Stephen Route
Let's get it
Like Irish Spring, I don't only got bars
The way I'm making beats, you could say I'm like a farm
I feel the love in the room, get your hatin' on
You know I'm cookin' when you see me with my apron on
Started plantin' seeds, so I gave you deep
Take a branch from my tree, drop you like a leaf
Who gon' stop me? You and what army
I have your family feudin' like my name is Steve Harvey
I see you walkin' dead, lookin' like a zombie
My flow can get nasty, but I'm not sorry
Engineering on the boards, that's a different hobby
I stay workin', this not Martin and my name ain't Tommy
Don't be alarmed, I'm bout to wake you up
Treat you like your leaves, about to rake you up
Treat you like your trees and just break you up
Ballin' like Giannis, tryna make a buck
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
I got family members actin' real strange
We're not connected like Wi-Fi outta range
Like Rumpelstiltskin, you still don't know my name?
I could put you in the box like you David Blaine
Yeah, why you actin' like you on a plane
You got no drive, you got no car, you better catch a train
Nasty
That's what you get with every line that I spit
When they say my time is comin', tell them this is it
You thinkin' that I'm not on my feet, you doin' splits
I don't got no time to throw fists, I make hits
Put you in the pot, have you cookin' like grits
Call me Super Mario, cause I break you like bricks
Keep thinkin' that I'm drownin', but I'm swimmin' like a fish
Go ahead and make a diss
I'm on your roof just like a dish
Here we go again, still I'm goin' in
And my flow will leave you leakin' like a broken pen
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Return of the great
We here
Stephen Route
Let's get it
Like Irish Spring, I don't only got bars
The way I'm making beats, you could say I'm like a farm
I feel the love in the room, get your hatin' on
You know I'm cookin' when you see me with my apron on
Started plantin' seeds, so I gave you deep
Take a branch from my tree, drop you like a leaf
Who gon' stop me? You and what army
I have your family feudin' like my name is Steve Harvey
I see you walkin' dead, lookin' like a zombie
My flow can get nasty, but I'm not sorry
Engineering on the boards, that's a different hobby
I stay workin', this not Martin and my name ain't Tommy
Don't be alarmed, I'm bout to wake you up
Treat you like your leaves, about to rake you up
Treat you like your trees and just break you up
Ballin' like Giannis, tryna make a buck
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
I got family members actin' real strange
We're not connected like Wi-Fi outta range
Like Rumpelstiltskin, you still don't know my name?
I could put you in the box like you David Blaine
Yeah, why you actin' like you on a plane
You got no drive, you got no car, you better catch a train
Nasty
That's what you get with every line that I spit
When they say my time is comin', tell them this is it
You thinkin' that I'm not on my feet, you doin' splits
I don't got no time to throw fists, I make hits
Put you in the pot, have you cookin' like grits
Call me Super Mario, cause I break you like bricks
Keep thinkin' that I'm drownin', but I'm swimmin' like a fish
Go ahead and make a diss
I'm on your roof just like a dish
Here we go again, still I'm goin' in
And my flow will leave you leakin' like a broken pen
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
A lotta on my mind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Still I'm on my grind, I can't waste my time, my rhymes is still
Nasty
Writer: Stephen Ruggs
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid