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Control (feat. UnkwnProphet) Video (MV)




Performed By: V9
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Milan Jackson, Samar Pettiway




V9 - Control (feat. UnkwnProphet) Lyrics
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Damn Ashanti
Look in my room and see Nike boxes
And they stacked with the newbies yeah I got options
Ain't no check by your name you aint really popping
Philly rappers my kids feel like Debbie Ryan
Hear your man an informant that's cops and robbers
I be floating on shit like I'm Mary Poppins
I be hearing the beat like a f*cking doctor
Niggas fold in the heat like a damn katana
I been making a change like a damn Obama
But I'm more of a Lincoln
Shorty asked when we was linking
I'm thinking f*ck is she thinking
I know she kinky
I think my willpower shrinking
I want a coat that's a mink
Chain on my neck ain't a trinket
My car gon look like a sauna you know that I'm hot and the zaza be having it stinking
Gassing me up I need diesel
My flow is lethal
Hi I'm that nigga and it's nice to meet you
She think I'm evil
I cannot f*ck with no bitch who know too many people
I f*ck around and delete you
Ain't with the stunting shit nah I ain't Evil Knievel
You niggas see through
Shit is egregious
Never say much but I'm moving strategic
She gave me the peach think she like Justin Bieber
Working her magic like her name Selena
Niggas talk tough then get hit with this nina
Sicker than sicker I'm hotter than fevers
I lost control
I lost my soul
Deep in the trenches where niggas don't fold
World in my hands I'm destined for greatness
Way at the top good luck with replacement
Can't ball in this league your flow is too basic
I'm tryna murder you niggas
Make sure your fans never heard of you niggas
Go take a seat need a word with you niggas
The shit that you dropping ain't really impressive
I thought it was comp why the f*ck was I stressed
I just got back in the stu and I'm dusting some rust off
Could've been humble but now I'm like f*ck yall
Snaking yall mans gotta be cautious I know I can't trust yall
At all
Up in the stu and I threw on the phantoms
This timeline is crazy I swear we ain't plan it
Float with the atmosphere we off this planet
Skully gang shit and I know yall can't stand it
Uh I learned to rap with some discipline
16 was hot before niggas done tripled it
Yall wanna battle don't see no participants
I'm in a different state ain't talking Michigan
I'm getting tired of niggas no Michelin
Hollows gon take off your face and your ligaments boy I don't get it
She said that she never know when I'm getting kidding
Niggas ain't thinking before they decisions
Ice on my body but we never slipping
Skullies on me and Lan niggas is twinning
Niggas had known we ain't rap in a minute
But boy we still hot like that since the beginning
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English

Damn Ashanti
Look in my room and see Nike boxes
And they stacked with the newbies yeah I got options
Ain't no check by your name you aint really popping
Philly rappers my kids feel like Debbie Ryan
Hear your man an informant that's cops and robbers
I be floating on shit like I'm Mary Poppins
I be hearing the beat like a f*cking doctor
Niggas fold in the heat like a damn katana
I been making a change like a damn Obama
But I'm more of a Lincoln
Shorty asked when we was linking
I'm thinking f*ck is she thinking
I know she kinky
I think my willpower shrinking
I want a coat that's a mink
Chain on my neck ain't a trinket
My car gon look like a sauna you know that I'm hot and the zaza be having it stinking
Gassing me up I need diesel
My flow is lethal
Hi I'm that nigga and it's nice to meet you
She think I'm evil
I cannot f*ck with no bitch who know too many people
I f*ck around and delete you
Ain't with the stunting shit nah I ain't Evil Knievel
You niggas see through
Shit is egregious
Never say much but I'm moving strategic
She gave me the peach think she like Justin Bieber
Working her magic like her name Selena
Niggas talk tough then get hit with this nina
Sicker than sicker I'm hotter than fevers
I lost control
I lost my soul
Deep in the trenches where niggas don't fold
World in my hands I'm destined for greatness
Way at the top good luck with replacement
Can't ball in this league your flow is too basic
I'm tryna murder you niggas
Make sure your fans never heard of you niggas
Go take a seat need a word with you niggas
The shit that you dropping ain't really impressive
I thought it was comp why the f*ck was I stressed
I just got back in the stu and I'm dusting some rust off
Could've been humble but now I'm like f*ck yall
Snaking yall mans gotta be cautious I know I can't trust yall
At all
Up in the stu and I threw on the phantoms
This timeline is crazy I swear we ain't plan it
Float with the atmosphere we off this planet
Skully gang shit and I know yall can't stand it
Uh I learned to rap with some discipline
16 was hot before niggas done tripled it
Yall wanna battle don't see no participants
I'm in a different state ain't talking Michigan
I'm getting tired of niggas no Michelin
Hollows gon take off your face and your ligaments boy I don't get it
She said that she never know when I'm getting kidding
Niggas ain't thinking before they decisions
Ice on my body but we never slipping
Skullies on me and Lan niggas is twinning
Niggas had known we ain't rap in a minute
But boy we still hot like that since the beginning
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Writer: Milan Jackson, Samar Pettiway
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