100AP, Heatwave ent
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
I handles mine cuz I'm prominent bitch I'm too dominant
No promises was made can't compromise with broken words again
We all gone sin, sin ain't sin if god holds all our hearts with him
Can't spar with him, hold him dearly and clearly we'll spark with him
I'll roll a Dutch up to the stars and the moon
Im Martian-ing, I'm Marshawn Lynch on a move let me through
Y'all be blocking shit but not my goals, like I'm Messi I'm stomping like giants is
Crushing anything that's in my way like elder Lyons did
Keep the steel on my brother y'all know what the timing is
I got bitches eyeing shit, y'all can't get a dime from him
Rat hoes coming round' they sticking like flies and shit
You bitches high as shit, they gone need a light and shit
Keep your head on, I'm too head strong
She's just good in bed and that's why she heads home
Seeds in a bucket, peas in a pan
You listen and you love it or you hate it and it's bad
Either way it was writ in the script that I'd surpass
The other class that cannot last with the gods when we clash
They're around when it's good, and they not when it's bad
They stay switching up when it benefits for them and it's sad but
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
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100AP, Heatwave ent
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
I handles mine cuz I'm prominent bitch I'm too dominant
No promises was made can't compromise with broken words again
We all gone sin, sin ain't sin if god holds all our hearts with him
Can't spar with him, hold him dearly and clearly we'll spark with him
I'll roll a Dutch up to the stars and the moon
Im Martian-ing, I'm Marshawn Lynch on a move let me through
Y'all be blocking shit but not my goals, like I'm Messi I'm stomping like giants is
Crushing anything that's in my way like elder Lyons did
Keep the steel on my brother y'all know what the timing is
I got bitches eyeing shit, y'all can't get a dime from him
Rat hoes coming round' they sticking like flies and shit
You bitches high as shit, they gone need a light and shit
Keep your head on, I'm too head strong
She's just good in bed and that's why she heads home
Seeds in a bucket, peas in a pan
You listen and you love it or you hate it and it's bad
Either way it was writ in the script that I'd surpass
The other class that cannot last with the gods when we clash
They're around when it's good, and they not when it's bad
They stay switching up when it benefits for them and it's sad but
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
I handles mine cuz I'm prominent bitch I'm too dominant
No promises was made can't compromise with broken words again
We all gone sin, sin ain't sin if god holds all our hearts with him
Can't spar with him, hold him dearly and clearly we'll spark with him
I'll roll a Dutch up to the stars and the moon
Im Martian-ing, I'm Marshawn Lynch on a move let me through
Y'all be blocking shit but not my goals, like I'm Messi I'm stomping like giants is
Crushing anything that's in my way like elder Lyons did
Keep the steel on my brother y'all know what the timing is
I got bitches eyeing shit, y'all can't get a dime from him
Rat hoes coming round' they sticking like flies and shit
You bitches high as shit, they gone need a light and shit
Keep your head on, I'm too head strong
She's just good in bed and that's why she heads home
Seeds in a bucket, peas in a pan
You listen and you love it or you hate it and it's bad
Either way it was writ in the script that I'd surpass
The other class that cannot last with the gods when we clash
They're around when it's good, and they not when it's bad
They stay switching up when it benefits for them and it's sad but
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
In the end I'm a get the win just a Vegas kid
On my shit got a bad lil' chick i don't need a clique
Got my shit, f*ck your posse bitch i got my tommy quit
My minds equipped, like my mommy's is boy I'm high as shit
Writer: Sha'mon Gaitor
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