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Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
Aye, let's compete aye
I'm gettin' better 'cause I never see the lead change
I should dress up like a ref the way I peep game
If you stressin' me I bet that I delete names
And I ain't got room for niggas that's playin', they playin' and strummin' that shit outta tune
I'm not in the mood, I do not give 'em the time of the day I just give 'em the moon
You can assume issa sweep, married the game, jumpin' the broom
Hell of a groom, I'm on my honeymoon you back at home and you lickin' ya wounds
I got time today, Biddl3 finna say what's on his mind today
Niggas just be spittin' any kind of way, just so they can get a little shine and play, but I'm okay
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
And that's every time I drop, I ain't stoppin' til I'm
Fillin' every spot that's in ya top ten
Only time I'm boxed in, focused and I'm locked-in
Biddl3 write hooks like a nigga took up boxin'
This is not an opt-in, you ain't got no option
Got 'em usin' sick days every time I clock-in
Niggas wanna pop-in, I'm accepting drop-in's
I could never not win, even when I'm not in, and aye
All I do is keep it real, show the people how I feel
And that's just the way I roll, I don't reinvent the wheel
And I know it take a toll, for the price I got a deal
Gotta keep me on my toes, even so I'm on ya heels
I'm following my passion
Handling my business and I limit my distractions
Gotta have a vision and I will it with my actions
Hoping that you get to be a witness when it happen, yeah
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
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Lite
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
Aye, let's compete aye
I'm gettin' better 'cause I never see the lead change
I should dress up like a ref the way I peep game
If you stressin' me I bet that I delete names
And I ain't got room for niggas that's playin', they playin' and strummin' that shit outta tune
I'm not in the mood, I do not give 'em the time of the day I just give 'em the moon
You can assume issa sweep, married the game, jumpin' the broom
Hell of a groom, I'm on my honeymoon you back at home and you lickin' ya wounds
I got time today, Biddl3 finna say what's on his mind today
Niggas just be spittin' any kind of way, just so they can get a little shine and play, but I'm okay
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
And that's every time I drop, I ain't stoppin' til I'm
Fillin' every spot that's in ya top ten
Only time I'm boxed in, focused and I'm locked-in
Biddl3 write hooks like a nigga took up boxin'
This is not an opt-in, you ain't got no option
Got 'em usin' sick days every time I clock-in
Niggas wanna pop-in, I'm accepting drop-in's
I could never not win, even when I'm not in, and aye
All I do is keep it real, show the people how I feel
And that's just the way I roll, I don't reinvent the wheel
And I know it take a toll, for the price I got a deal
Gotta keep me on my toes, even so I'm on ya heels
I'm following my passion
Handling my business and I limit my distractions
Gotta have a vision and I will it with my actions
Hoping that you get to be a witness when it happen, yeah
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
Aye, let's compete aye
I'm gettin' better 'cause I never see the lead change
I should dress up like a ref the way I peep game
If you stressin' me I bet that I delete names
And I ain't got room for niggas that's playin', they playin' and strummin' that shit outta tune
I'm not in the mood, I do not give 'em the time of the day I just give 'em the moon
You can assume issa sweep, married the game, jumpin' the broom
Hell of a groom, I'm on my honeymoon you back at home and you lickin' ya wounds
I got time today, Biddl3 finna say what's on his mind today
Niggas just be spittin' any kind of way, just so they can get a little shine and play, but I'm okay
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
And that's every time I drop, I ain't stoppin' til I'm
Fillin' every spot that's in ya top ten
Only time I'm boxed in, focused and I'm locked-in
Biddl3 write hooks like a nigga took up boxin'
This is not an opt-in, you ain't got no option
Got 'em usin' sick days every time I clock-in
Niggas wanna pop-in, I'm accepting drop-in's
I could never not win, even when I'm not in, and aye
All I do is keep it real, show the people how I feel
And that's just the way I roll, I don't reinvent the wheel
And I know it take a toll, for the price I got a deal
Gotta keep me on my toes, even so I'm on ya heels
I'm following my passion
Handling my business and I limit my distractions
Gotta have a vision and I will it with my actions
Hoping that you get to be a witness when it happen, yeah
I gotta go and advance, cuz I gotta whole lotta plans
I can't be lyin' to fans, 'cause that make you less of a man
Feel at home on the beat
Hear my tone when I speak, got my song on repeat and my
Phone on D-N-D when I'm on the beat
I be in my zone when I'm droppin' heat
This that cookin' on the stove with the grease
Eatin' rappers up like bone apple teeth
Issa feast
Writer: Denver Biddle III
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC