Fresh cup of muddy it's straight out the pot, spark up my J and I'm ready to rock
Still for the culture don't get that shit twisted because I make records that come with a bop
I guess you niggas ain't checked on the stocks, I see who really invested or not
All of these rappers who hatin' I'm killin' them all, shippin' they head in a box
Too many questions bout when I'm gon' drop, nobody's stressin' just givin' me props
Appreciate you if you doin' just know that it's true, really the cream of the crop
I never had any dreams of the top, just bein' a nice is a meanin' a lot
I was just young and naive to believe them things would truly keep me in that spot
I was too cool with just bein' nice, I wanted a mil but was eatin' rice
I knew I was better than half of these niggas, so how the hell did you reach that price
I started puttin' them all in my sights, even the rappers I thought were alright
I gotta prove it to everyone that there's a difference and f*ck it, we startin' tonight
Line up your faction, get a good photo and please leave a caption
For all the people who need a reaction on how this was before it happened
I'm with that action, hope that it's clear; more than a passion I got an itch, I haven't scratched it
Bitch, I been waitin' all year to break a rapper into fractions, pussy what's happenin
I swear
How y'all feelin' out there, man
Ay Amp
I'm just warmin' up
I promise
We just gettin' started, y'all
Come on, man, it's more to go y'all
What you say
Authentic whenever I spit it, this Barzo my nigga, I don't do the gimmicks
Could be 20 yards from the first to the line on the scrimmage; just give me the rock and I promise I get it
Demolishin' all competition, they sent me to do it; these orders came from the commission
Ask for permission to leave me a witness, need all of you rappers to see I mean business
Heard the new shit, it was so-so, verse alright but the beat dope though
You know me, might give him free promo, freestyle on it leave your song in a chokehold
Since that drop, I ain't heard you no more; couldn't been me, woulda been on go mode
Now I got your camp shook up, no snow globe; watchin' they number one die in slo-mo
Who think it's sweet, come get an order and bon appétit
Never been foreign to cookin' some beef, cause I worked in the kitchen; that's my expertise
Warm up the oven 400 degrees, let it preheat while I cut up the cheese
Clean off the stock, gotta check for disease, cut off a piece, you see puss when you squeeze
That's how you know that it's flawed, you hear the way that I draw, being this skill should be law
Do you think you up to par, you can't compete with the freebies I give in the car
Runnin' this shit like the czar, cuttin' the beat, leavin' scars
I made a wish on a star It was to kill off the garbage wherever the f*ck that you are, nigga
Whoo
This shit right here man
I guess y'all forgot who the f*ck I really am
It's cool let's remind them
Easy Like Sunday Morning
Brandon Barz Butler - Easy Like Sunday Morning Lyrics
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Fresh cup of muddy it's straight out the pot, spark up my J and I'm ready to rock
Still for the culture don't get that shit twisted because I make records that come with a bop
I guess you niggas ain't checked on the stocks, I see who really invested or not
All of these rappers who hatin' I'm killin' them all, shippin' they head in a box
Too many questions bout when I'm gon' drop, nobody's stressin' just givin' me props
Appreciate you if you doin' just know that it's true, really the cream of the crop
I never had any dreams of the top, just bein' a nice is a meanin' a lot
I was just young and naive to believe them things would truly keep me in that spot
I was too cool with just bein' nice, I wanted a mil but was eatin' rice
I knew I was better than half of these niggas, so how the hell did you reach that price
I started puttin' them all in my sights, even the rappers I thought were alright
I gotta prove it to everyone that there's a difference and f*ck it, we startin' tonight
Line up your faction, get a good photo and please leave a caption
For all the people who need a reaction on how this was before it happened
I'm with that action, hope that it's clear; more than a passion I got an itch, I haven't scratched it
Bitch, I been waitin' all year to break a rapper into fractions, pussy what's happenin
I swear
How y'all feelin' out there, man
Ay Amp
I'm just warmin' up
I promise
We just gettin' started, y'all
Come on, man, it's more to go y'all
What you say
Authentic whenever I spit it, this Barzo my nigga, I don't do the gimmicks
Could be 20 yards from the first to the line on the scrimmage; just give me the rock and I promise I get it
Demolishin' all competition, they sent me to do it; these orders came from the commission
Ask for permission to leave me a witness, need all of you rappers to see I mean business
Heard the new shit, it was so-so, verse alright but the beat dope though
You know me, might give him free promo, freestyle on it leave your song in a chokehold
Since that drop, I ain't heard you no more; couldn't been me, woulda been on go mode
Now I got your camp shook up, no snow globe; watchin' they number one die in slo-mo
Who think it's sweet, come get an order and bon appétit
Never been foreign to cookin' some beef, cause I worked in the kitchen; that's my expertise
Warm up the oven 400 degrees, let it preheat while I cut up the cheese
Clean off the stock, gotta check for disease, cut off a piece, you see puss when you squeeze
That's how you know that it's flawed, you hear the way that I draw, being this skill should be law
Do you think you up to par, you can't compete with the freebies I give in the car
Runnin' this shit like the czar, cuttin' the beat, leavin' scars
I made a wish on a star It was to kill off the garbage wherever the f*ck that you are, nigga
Whoo
This shit right here man
I guess y'all forgot who the f*ck I really am
It's cool let's remind them
Easy Like Sunday Morning
Still for the culture don't get that shit twisted because I make records that come with a bop
I guess you niggas ain't checked on the stocks, I see who really invested or not
All of these rappers who hatin' I'm killin' them all, shippin' they head in a box
Too many questions bout when I'm gon' drop, nobody's stressin' just givin' me props
Appreciate you if you doin' just know that it's true, really the cream of the crop
I never had any dreams of the top, just bein' a nice is a meanin' a lot
I was just young and naive to believe them things would truly keep me in that spot
I was too cool with just bein' nice, I wanted a mil but was eatin' rice
I knew I was better than half of these niggas, so how the hell did you reach that price
I started puttin' them all in my sights, even the rappers I thought were alright
I gotta prove it to everyone that there's a difference and f*ck it, we startin' tonight
Line up your faction, get a good photo and please leave a caption
For all the people who need a reaction on how this was before it happened
I'm with that action, hope that it's clear; more than a passion I got an itch, I haven't scratched it
Bitch, I been waitin' all year to break a rapper into fractions, pussy what's happenin
I swear
How y'all feelin' out there, man
Ay Amp
I'm just warmin' up
I promise
We just gettin' started, y'all
Come on, man, it's more to go y'all
What you say
Authentic whenever I spit it, this Barzo my nigga, I don't do the gimmicks
Could be 20 yards from the first to the line on the scrimmage; just give me the rock and I promise I get it
Demolishin' all competition, they sent me to do it; these orders came from the commission
Ask for permission to leave me a witness, need all of you rappers to see I mean business
Heard the new shit, it was so-so, verse alright but the beat dope though
You know me, might give him free promo, freestyle on it leave your song in a chokehold
Since that drop, I ain't heard you no more; couldn't been me, woulda been on go mode
Now I got your camp shook up, no snow globe; watchin' they number one die in slo-mo
Who think it's sweet, come get an order and bon appétit
Never been foreign to cookin' some beef, cause I worked in the kitchen; that's my expertise
Warm up the oven 400 degrees, let it preheat while I cut up the cheese
Clean off the stock, gotta check for disease, cut off a piece, you see puss when you squeeze
That's how you know that it's flawed, you hear the way that I draw, being this skill should be law
Do you think you up to par, you can't compete with the freebies I give in the car
Runnin' this shit like the czar, cuttin' the beat, leavin' scars
I made a wish on a star It was to kill off the garbage wherever the f*ck that you are, nigga
Whoo
This shit right here man
I guess y'all forgot who the f*ck I really am
It's cool let's remind them
Easy Like Sunday Morning
Writer: Brandon Butler
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