I'm dope nigga
Lines white as the pope nigga
Coke nigga
It's a new dope era come float nigga
Its go time flow sick cold lines
I rhyme diamond in the rough
Coal mine
Me I blew up from the dirt
See how I land mine
80s slang I'm def like 3 on a land line
Game time
I'm defined as a beast and that's fine
Blood line
Family tree full of bears Bernstein
Good kid in a class when I rap
Never out of line
You know I kill shit every time
Meet my dead lines
Put that white girl in a jacuzzi
Yeah I'm cooking up
My lines move niggas like down set hut
No my lines move bitches like Luda on the truck
My life a movie nigga
And this the directors cut
I'm too fire
Come around me you will get burned
Put your ashes in a casket
I guess that's what you've earned
I been dope since beating on table tops
Gassed not I rock only when bag drops
Raised my stock
Put that stank on ya
Hear my bops
I'm that outcast make you bob your head
Rag top
Listen if it ain't bout the money
The calls dropped
I need that cash advanced
Pawn shop
I've been broke
My belongings given to pawn shops
Noddle's and hot dogs to ease the stomach knots
Lyrics hold up everything i kick stands
They calling me to kill beats
Yeah I'm the hit man
For the bread watch son beam
Son gleam disarray
Leave everything for the cream
I'm just tryna live the life that my momma wish we had
With this gift of gab imma give my kids what they lack
Said I'm just tryna live the life
That my momma wise we had
Sensor on an expensive purse
I'm just tryna secure the bag that's a fact
Leader like Morpheus
Or maybe he's Morbius
I'll give you more if he is
Anubis to the dead
Only God forgives y'all ain't shit
Mad at your matador
Cause what y'all spit is more BS
My hidden power tommy Oliver
Kick and morph and shit
Like metamorphosis
My metaphors legit
These virus verses get deadlier
The more and more I spit
Rap is a science kid
And you never meet a more physicist
Oh he's different Sam D. my breeds different
Welcome to the mind of a monster
I bleed different
Spit fire elite damage propane
You niggas will sell your soul
For some clout and a rope chain
I ain't a Blood or a Crip
I'm doing my own thang
Masters mother fucker
I started my own gang
Masters mother fucker
I started my own gang