Beat Songtext
von MellowHype

You got to be present for the moment of momentum
Kill a coward with my lyrics
The murder is corba venom
I′m hurdling further engines
Running through an entrance
Such a resemblance in the mirror
The chemist, I am with
As of now, life is tennis at Venice
Such a breeze I can feel it
Rolling up my sleeves, put a little hash in it
Exceeding cash limits, if you got it ain't a bad image
I play the ball, motherfucker
Your gimmicks just mimic because you do not have an image
I′m sixty seconds past the minute
Cabbage lettuce, cash is fetish homie I grab the spinach
Heard about a nigga rapping?
Yeah, that's just one of my bitches
Selling weed here trappin', that shits one of my bitches
Clientele paying taxes, that′s how I run my business
Stay the fuck off of my, they sleepin on us niggas


Got my own flow, spend my own dough
Drive my own car, fucking grown hoes
Shoot a porno, losing wardrobe
Your body full clothes, when the doors closed
The mask of zoro, has to more though
A comedy, I′m sick i'll probably
Suffocate from all of them vomiting
Fuck commenting, I′m committing
Taking off, rocketing while I'm profit pocketing
Hommaging, sock ′em bop 'em
King, not fosters out the ring
Boom bada bing, I gotta sing
You should fucking honor me
All these collard greens, dollar greens
Presidents holla scream, prophecies
Roll up and watch the leaves
Germinate, regurgitate
First you like it then you love it, third is hate
Heard about a nigga rapping?
Yeah, that′s just one of my bitches
Selling weed head trappin', that shits one of my bitches
Clientele paying taxes, that's how I run my business
Stay the fuck off of my mattress, they sleeping on a nigga
Heard about a nigga rapping?
That′s just one of my bitches
Selling weed head trappin′
Stay the fuck off my mattress, they sleeping on a