You got to
You got to
Popping topic, gotta be the guy that's on the scenic route
Never prove it more than once, all them know what we about
Autumn 'cause I'm leaving out, y'all don't mess with me then bounce
Careful with your words, I could call and bring them demons out
Working for the cause then you stalling what you dreaming now
You ain't obsessed then you stalking for no reason? Wow
You coulda fooled me
Pen and pad writing notes on my own, you ain't schooled me
No, whole scope on the ropes, I could pull strings
How you tryna rap a half verse? Learn the full thing
So, I'll be lazy if I could
Passed faces on my tees, he swayze he ain't good
Talk paces down on me, please phase me if you would
Keep changing for the looks, we made to see the books
You corny like you out here rapping some knowledge
Stepping in the ring really got you acting out pocket
Lacking responses, tryna get the magic and top this
Saying you making change, more than half of it's nonsense
Maybe I'm taking aim just to practice the process
Ready to break the game with a tap and a drop quick
Pop this in the track, you is not in my caliber
Highly advantageous, handed in the top of my challengers
Higher than cannabis, ran it in, talking imagining
Platinum, just relax a bit, I was all in it just ready to balance 'em
Dope game enthusiast, D Game purist
Roll a pack, manicure it, get the bag and secure it
Media don't report the killings in my city, might deter a tourist
It's battery acid, sulfuric
Baby momma drama, I don't wanna hear it
I don't get to see my kids much and it's f*cking with my spirit
Car steering European engineering
Thoughts getting left and ten is up
So I'm hearing snakes slither when they step
Satellite bitch, appetite bitch
Line 'em up at a jumper, Steph Curry with the wrist
Fish neck stockings, bitch wet body rocking
Dick up on double decker bus, I let her ride on top
That's the cherry with the topping
I got that thang thang doing the Marry Poppins
Rocboi crack, poppy seeds from the poppy plant
Pocket full of Franklins 'til he gets a grand
Yung Sema - Hard (feat. Rocboi) Lyrics
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You got to
You got to
Popping topic, gotta be the guy that's on the scenic route
Never prove it more than once, all them know what we about
Autumn 'cause I'm leaving out, y'all don't mess with me then bounce
Careful with your words, I could call and bring them demons out
Working for the cause then you stalling what you dreaming now
You ain't obsessed then you stalking for no reason? Wow
You coulda fooled me
Pen and pad writing notes on my own, you ain't schooled me
No, whole scope on the ropes, I could pull strings
How you tryna rap a half verse? Learn the full thing
So, I'll be lazy if I could
Passed faces on my tees, he swayze he ain't good
Talk paces down on me, please phase me if you would
Keep changing for the looks, we made to see the books
You corny like you out here rapping some knowledge
Stepping in the ring really got you acting out pocket
Lacking responses, tryna get the magic and top this
Saying you making change, more than half of it's nonsense
Maybe I'm taking aim just to practice the process
Ready to break the game with a tap and a drop quick
Pop this in the track, you is not in my caliber
Highly advantageous, handed in the top of my challengers
Higher than cannabis, ran it in, talking imagining
Platinum, just relax a bit, I was all in it just ready to balance 'em
Dope game enthusiast, D Game purist
Roll a pack, manicure it, get the bag and secure it
Media don't report the killings in my city, might deter a tourist
It's battery acid, sulfuric
Baby momma drama, I don't wanna hear it
I don't get to see my kids much and it's f*cking with my spirit
Car steering European engineering
Thoughts getting left and ten is up
So I'm hearing snakes slither when they step
Satellite bitch, appetite bitch
Line 'em up at a jumper, Steph Curry with the wrist
Fish neck stockings, bitch wet body rocking
Dick up on double decker bus, I let her ride on top
That's the cherry with the topping
I got that thang thang doing the Marry Poppins
Rocboi crack, poppy seeds from the poppy plant
Pocket full of Franklins 'til he gets a grand
You got to
Popping topic, gotta be the guy that's on the scenic route
Never prove it more than once, all them know what we about
Autumn 'cause I'm leaving out, y'all don't mess with me then bounce
Careful with your words, I could call and bring them demons out
Working for the cause then you stalling what you dreaming now
You ain't obsessed then you stalking for no reason? Wow
You coulda fooled me
Pen and pad writing notes on my own, you ain't schooled me
No, whole scope on the ropes, I could pull strings
How you tryna rap a half verse? Learn the full thing
So, I'll be lazy if I could
Passed faces on my tees, he swayze he ain't good
Talk paces down on me, please phase me if you would
Keep changing for the looks, we made to see the books
You corny like you out here rapping some knowledge
Stepping in the ring really got you acting out pocket
Lacking responses, tryna get the magic and top this
Saying you making change, more than half of it's nonsense
Maybe I'm taking aim just to practice the process
Ready to break the game with a tap and a drop quick
Pop this in the track, you is not in my caliber
Highly advantageous, handed in the top of my challengers
Higher than cannabis, ran it in, talking imagining
Platinum, just relax a bit, I was all in it just ready to balance 'em
Dope game enthusiast, D Game purist
Roll a pack, manicure it, get the bag and secure it
Media don't report the killings in my city, might deter a tourist
It's battery acid, sulfuric
Baby momma drama, I don't wanna hear it
I don't get to see my kids much and it's f*cking with my spirit
Car steering European engineering
Thoughts getting left and ten is up
So I'm hearing snakes slither when they step
Satellite bitch, appetite bitch
Line 'em up at a jumper, Steph Curry with the wrist
Fish neck stockings, bitch wet body rocking
Dick up on double decker bus, I let her ride on top
That's the cherry with the topping
I got that thang thang doing the Marry Poppins
Rocboi crack, poppy seeds from the poppy plant
Pocket full of Franklins 'til he gets a grand
Writer: Semaj Holland
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid