posting this shit from my phone since the internet in the dorm is some ass and been down for a couple days now. so excuse my lack of proper markup and allat shit. anyway, this is the FIRST song I've recorded since decmeber 2011 so im lowkey hype about it lol. im the second verse. my nigga SK on the hook and first verse.
http://www.sharebeast.com/vpyh5nytg55s
shoutout my nigga MC for the link.
lyrics doe:
They talk behind ya back, so you know they scared to face you.
So when you find out niggas bitchin', look at them, smile, and just say thank you.
They ain't make you, so they can't break you, only pride and lack of effort can.
If the world were full of gamblers, you still couldn't find a better man.
Than Mac, and it's true, I'm back in the mood.
Bitches beware, niggas be scared.
Like a pin where I spit, I'm attackin' the booth.
And I swear I'ma spazz and get ratchet as Juice.
And I can't forget my J.
Roll it up and puff away, like Diddy left, my city stressed.
'Cuz niggas ain't, doin' they thang.
Claimin' they ride, but won't stay in they lane.
Not chasin' the fame, but chasin' a new hoe.
The sky is the limit, no Jason Derulo.
No Biggie, no Carter, I'll really go harder.
Cash over ass, so bitty don't bother.
Killin' these tracks, they instrument martyrs.
Like Eminem group, they really get slaughtered.
I'm doper than a ki o' bricks.
Fresh J's, always rockin' shorts so you can see the kicks.
On the totem pole, I'm important, y'all are so and so.
I'm nowhere even close to the lowest, but y'all are Peter Grif.
He the shit, yeah I am, toilet's gettin' mad as fuck.
Cuz I shit on every track, and I don't even have to flush.
If she got that good-good, but bad, then I have to fuck.
Spittin' on that pussy like I'm Daffy Duck,
feed:
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...d-artille.html
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...im-a-king.html
http://www.sharebeast.com/vpyh5nytg55s
shoutout my nigga MC for the link.
lyrics doe:
They talk behind ya back, so you know they scared to face you.
So when you find out niggas bitchin', look at them, smile, and just say thank you.
They ain't make you, so they can't break you, only pride and lack of effort can.
If the world were full of gamblers, you still couldn't find a better man.
Than Mac, and it's true, I'm back in the mood.
Bitches beware, niggas be scared.
Like a pin where I spit, I'm attackin' the booth.
And I swear I'ma spazz and get ratchet as Juice.
And I can't forget my J.
Roll it up and puff away, like Diddy left, my city stressed.
'Cuz niggas ain't, doin' they thang.
Claimin' they ride, but won't stay in they lane.
Not chasin' the fame, but chasin' a new hoe.
The sky is the limit, no Jason Derulo.
No Biggie, no Carter, I'll really go harder.
Cash over ass, so bitty don't bother.
Killin' these tracks, they instrument martyrs.
Like Eminem group, they really get slaughtered.
I'm doper than a ki o' bricks.
Fresh J's, always rockin' shorts so you can see the kicks.
On the totem pole, I'm important, y'all are so and so.
I'm nowhere even close to the lowest, but y'all are Peter Grif.
He the shit, yeah I am, toilet's gettin' mad as fuck.
Cuz I shit on every track, and I don't even have to flush.
If she got that good-good, but bad, then I have to fuck.
Spittin' on that pussy like I'm Daffy Duck,
feed:
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...d-artille.html
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/tha...im-a-king.html
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