Concrete

By M.Wade

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[Verse 1]

I got your girl stoned like she fucking with Medusa

That pussy getting looser

I swear I never used her

Uh, watch these numbers flow in like the Matrix bitch

Tryna take you out to Rome, be on my Ancient shit

Uh, but you were just another basic bitch

Yessir, got me flowing out my metro dome

Got my top slipping off like the Metro-Dome

Yea, to all the men I showed her (Minnesota)

She getting horny like a Viking, she love purple and gold

Nigga, I catch weight though

Robinson Cano

Bring them red beams to ya eyes boy, Kano

That rainy day flow keep supplying me besos

Spend it on some bitches got em all blowing me kisses

Them logistics

Now tell me what fuck is up

Just like eyes in Ohio State, they know I catch bucks


[Verse 2]

And rapping's only a hobby

But if I get signed then owning the lobby

And I know things changed, pockets big like Ving Rhames

Rocking to these Houston beats

Taking off in yo lane

You a cashier, then why the game need more change

Tell me something nigga why you tryna save yo name

I'm skeptical of niggas reaching they pinnacles

And me finding my other half, call it identical

It's pitiful, but am I too concrete

Am I too close with it like a front row seat

And niggas gotta eat

So tell me what you be about

Diss me in a rap and I guarantee you I see it out

They don't want a problem, cause I solve them shits

Mathematically advanced to know when I should subtract a bitch

And adding to that, my team divides quick

And multiplies just as fast

In my zone I'm dangerous