Designer

By Iamsu!

On Kilt 2

Released on June 2013

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[Verse 1]

They say never meet your heroes

Never worship no false idols

Call me Baby Toes and that's my boss title

Finna blow: dynamite, snow: china white

Coke lines that I spilled

When I touchdown in my ci-ty

They telling me I'm the shit

Flow crazy as it can get

Designer flow while I'm designing clothes dropping this winter

She grip one my wood 'till it's time to go, she get a splinter

I think it's quite clear that I'm separate from these beginners

And my gang strong [?] thang long for dinner

I been-a 'bout business, bow-tie, finna stack millions

Multi hating ass niggas goin' try, tell em' cut that no lie

I can't see you niggas, but I'm not blind to the fact

Put my whole soul in the music, put my whole mind in the rap

Homie's been changing a lot, rappers still remain in a box

My raptors still remain in a box, cut chapters I be changing the plot

Raised in the Rich where you don't make it out

If you believe that then you won't make it out

Raised in the Rich where you don't make it out

If you believe that then you won't make it out, huh?


[Hook]

They can't stop me

Ain't no way, yeah, ain't no way

Ain't no way, yeah, ain't no way

No, they can't stop me (can't stop me, can't stop me, can't stop me)

Ain't no way (they can't stop me, can't stop me, can't stop me)

Ain't no way


[Verse 2]

Came in the game with a buck and some hope

Now I got hoes tryna tug on my rope

Quoting my quotes, drinking I'm floating like boats

Make a ho take off her clothes

I'm just tryna keep my little brother straight

Take my momma out the country on Mother's Day

I'm getting paid like the government

No MacDo's but I'm loving it

I got bankrolls and my nudies turn every club to a movie

So cash it all into strippers, I mean bankroll with they booty

And it's heartbreaks in my heart brakes, bitch I gas like car chase

Only hear what my god say, play these hoes like arcade

Cause I ride with the ones I came up with

Homie I ain't got time for no lame fuck shit

Got the game on tilt since I came up in

Hating on me, niggas ain't goin' win

No way, no how, just made ten thou off one show that whole thing sold out

Money, money, money, no ain't no brought

Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, tell the bank go count that shit

And they better get it right, barely sleep at night

Always up on that grindy, fuck her one time it's over, no lying

And it's on my life, matter fact I put that on my gang

We the hottest out, no lie, ain't no way that shit's goin' change


[Hook]