Christian Worsley - Asthma Attack Lyrics

Hey!
Ay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, uh
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, uh
Innervisions
Had to make a big decision
Christian but he ain't religious, nigga
12, 25, that's Christian
Yo
3, 6, 9
Ahead of my time
Mastermind with the rhymes
How the fucc he ain't sign?
No dotted line
Prince on my mind
Roger that, I'm fine
Never lack, uh uhh
Boy I gotta own my masters
Django, I cannot have no master
No, universal I'm a master
Bro, I remember Asthma, I had it
Now the boy attacking
Every damn track and I'm blacking
Out like the Joker, I'm a mad man, uh
Guess I found a method in the madness, uh
Don't play this round ya bitch, she gone blast him, flash him
Even if he walking with his bad bitch, mad rich way before the paper I do magic
I been told you that
237, you should run it back
Gems in every track I ever laid on wax
Niggas is real life wack
Nigga I'm real life crack
You can't hold me back, like I'm Rick Ross
Shameless when I heard ya shit dawg
Shit was shit sauce
Wish I was bluffing
Said a lot but you ain't saying nothing
Rap game is Otis, I'm David Ruffin
Star of the show, without me it's nothing
3, 6, 9
Ahead of my time
Mastermind with the rhymes
How the fucc he ain't sign?
No dotted line
Prince on my mind
Roger that, I'm fine
Never lack, uh uhh
Boy I gotta own my masters
Django, I cannot have no master
No, universal I'm a master
Bro, I remember Asthma, I had it