Yo, I've been feeling victorious, notorious for applying that pressure, opposition layin
On a stretcher
I've been feeling victorious, now put your hands up if you've heard of us, preferred
Is the word, you should f*ck with us
We've been on a up and up, tryna get a jumpin like double dutch, and it's still Harlem
World tell them niggas double up
We comin' up, still lookin' for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is a f*ckin
Punk, plus his big homie suss, do the math, and niggas can't relate to cut
Yo, yo, ayo, yo, uh, undebatable when you work for it, unrelatable, I'm a workhorse
Before you pass me the blunt, make sure you pass me the torch first, I believe heaven
And hell is both on earth, God of my universe, give you a verse, you use the hearse, everybody
Gotta die, but niggas hope I do it first, plan to oversaturate the game and never lose the worth
Wanna live righteous but still I'm tempted by Lucifer
I said this life is a tricky little bitch, I'm on the I, headed down with my hands on my stick, call my niggas
Ask my niggas what's the word on a blick, later on that night I'm chillin' on the couch
With my bitch, beautiful feeling, I only tune in if the villain is winning, God willing
When I pray I'm hopin' that he would listen, fulfilling the mission, no competition, repetition
For the masses, and following what choice advances, right, slicker than diddy with baby
Oil took a look at the world and said nigga they made it for you, why won't I take
Advantage, that's outlandish, cream of the crop black man, still from a different planet
Simone Biles, I be facing these hurdles often, still ask about the bar that we set in Charleston
That, I can't get lost in, after a different fortune, get it then say ten four, dyslexic
Say four ten, no, I'm not an ableist, Allah had enabled us to connect on some table shit
Display, lyrical events, extra extra, read all about these young niggas with flames
No shame, they can't out it, tell em hip hop next Messiah's where the south is, out for big
Blunts, big checks in more houses, real recognize real, I don't recognize your outfit, the energy
Don't connect, you can bet that I'm out kid, I been feeling victorious, notorious for applying
That pressure, opposition play em on a stretcher, I been feeling victorious, now put your hands
Up, if you heard of us, preferred is the word, you should f*ck with us, we been on the up
And up, tryna get it jumpin' like double dutch, and it's still Harlem world, tell em niggas double
Up, we coming up, still looking for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is
A f*cking punk, plus his big homie sus, do the math and niggas can't relate to cut, NU
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Yo, I've been feeling victorious, notorious for applying that pressure, opposition layin
On a stretcher
I've been feeling victorious, now put your hands up if you've heard of us, preferred
Is the word, you should f*ck with us
We've been on a up and up, tryna get a jumpin like double dutch, and it's still Harlem
World tell them niggas double up
We comin' up, still lookin' for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is a f*ckin
Punk, plus his big homie suss, do the math, and niggas can't relate to cut
Yo, yo, ayo, yo, uh, undebatable when you work for it, unrelatable, I'm a workhorse
Before you pass me the blunt, make sure you pass me the torch first, I believe heaven
And hell is both on earth, God of my universe, give you a verse, you use the hearse, everybody
Gotta die, but niggas hope I do it first, plan to oversaturate the game and never lose the worth
Wanna live righteous but still I'm tempted by Lucifer
I said this life is a tricky little bitch, I'm on the I, headed down with my hands on my stick, call my niggas
Ask my niggas what's the word on a blick, later on that night I'm chillin' on the couch
With my bitch, beautiful feeling, I only tune in if the villain is winning, God willing
When I pray I'm hopin' that he would listen, fulfilling the mission, no competition, repetition
For the masses, and following what choice advances, right, slicker than diddy with baby
Oil took a look at the world and said nigga they made it for you, why won't I take
Advantage, that's outlandish, cream of the crop black man, still from a different planet
Simone Biles, I be facing these hurdles often, still ask about the bar that we set in Charleston
That, I can't get lost in, after a different fortune, get it then say ten four, dyslexic
Say four ten, no, I'm not an ableist, Allah had enabled us to connect on some table shit
Display, lyrical events, extra extra, read all about these young niggas with flames
No shame, they can't out it, tell em hip hop next Messiah's where the south is, out for big
Blunts, big checks in more houses, real recognize real, I don't recognize your outfit, the energy
Don't connect, you can bet that I'm out kid, I been feeling victorious, notorious for applying
That pressure, opposition play em on a stretcher, I been feeling victorious, now put your hands
Up, if you heard of us, preferred is the word, you should f*ck with us, we been on the up
And up, tryna get it jumpin' like double dutch, and it's still Harlem world, tell em niggas double
Up, we coming up, still looking for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is
A f*cking punk, plus his big homie sus, do the math and niggas can't relate to cut, NU
On a stretcher
I've been feeling victorious, now put your hands up if you've heard of us, preferred
Is the word, you should f*ck with us
We've been on a up and up, tryna get a jumpin like double dutch, and it's still Harlem
World tell them niggas double up
We comin' up, still lookin' for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is a f*ckin
Punk, plus his big homie suss, do the math, and niggas can't relate to cut
Yo, yo, ayo, yo, uh, undebatable when you work for it, unrelatable, I'm a workhorse
Before you pass me the blunt, make sure you pass me the torch first, I believe heaven
And hell is both on earth, God of my universe, give you a verse, you use the hearse, everybody
Gotta die, but niggas hope I do it first, plan to oversaturate the game and never lose the worth
Wanna live righteous but still I'm tempted by Lucifer
I said this life is a tricky little bitch, I'm on the I, headed down with my hands on my stick, call my niggas
Ask my niggas what's the word on a blick, later on that night I'm chillin' on the couch
With my bitch, beautiful feeling, I only tune in if the villain is winning, God willing
When I pray I'm hopin' that he would listen, fulfilling the mission, no competition, repetition
For the masses, and following what choice advances, right, slicker than diddy with baby
Oil took a look at the world and said nigga they made it for you, why won't I take
Advantage, that's outlandish, cream of the crop black man, still from a different planet
Simone Biles, I be facing these hurdles often, still ask about the bar that we set in Charleston
That, I can't get lost in, after a different fortune, get it then say ten four, dyslexic
Say four ten, no, I'm not an ableist, Allah had enabled us to connect on some table shit
Display, lyrical events, extra extra, read all about these young niggas with flames
No shame, they can't out it, tell em hip hop next Messiah's where the south is, out for big
Blunts, big checks in more houses, real recognize real, I don't recognize your outfit, the energy
Don't connect, you can bet that I'm out kid, I been feeling victorious, notorious for applying
That pressure, opposition play em on a stretcher, I been feeling victorious, now put your hands
Up, if you heard of us, preferred is the word, you should f*ck with us, we been on the up
And up, tryna get it jumpin' like double dutch, and it's still Harlem world, tell em niggas double
Up, we coming up, still looking for a nigga that can really f*ck with us, your nigga is
A f*cking punk, plus his big homie sus, do the math and niggas can't relate to cut, NU
Writer: Dyshere Cutler
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