C4 - Black Mozart (feat. Mike Soulsa) Lyrics

I play with the keys, Black Mozart
Riding the wave, like Noah's arc
Got no heart, like Tony stark
Eat my dust, and run my art
Got the green, I smoke them trees
She be going on her knees
Run my fade, now I'm the king
Now she eating like yada-mean
Coming back, we got the sack
You run it back, we on the track
Keep on hating, you gone get it
Now the nigga running back
Why you gotta go
When you're running for the show
Niggas mad because I got flows
And these niggas will never know

Going and running it back
Running my track
Go ahead get another sack
Keep on talking about me
And you know that I got the whole city
They riding my back
Keep on talking, you know that I got it
Keep on living, you know that we started
You be stopping, we jump in the party
We jumping like 23, now we gone start it like what

I splash wit the water that be Aquafina
I'm back with the mack pull up slaughter yo daughter
Houdini on yo bitch you be like who seen her
Get with my demeanor
I am a misfit just like misdemeanor
I'm cleaner, i'm meaner
This dick, I feed her
Hit a snake up with the antidote, now he smoke
Most times I only smoke when i hold the choke
Never goin broke
I'm off of that
Brand new mentality, get me a stack
When i get a stack I ain't droppin a rack
NIggas cant dip in my sack
(Hol up) Bitch get back
(Hol up) I create flames when i'm in the booth
(Hol up) F*ck with the gang and you lose a tooth
(Hol up) Check the hat bitch say i got the juice
(Hol up) Dark liquor in me now lets get loose
Yo bitch saw me once and now she gon choose
Yea i said now she gon choose

No concept to this shit so I go Nike
Makin, shakin, bakin, with that nigga named Mikey
Dont question me, b**** when you heard what I said
Me and B stay fresh and doughed like that Johnnie Bread
Niggas stay sneakin like secret agents
So i switch it up, bitch you cant copy my cadence
Cant copy my cadence, I know that you hate it
Try pull me down but i already made it

I play with the with the keys with Black Mozart
Ridin the waves like Noah's Ark
Got no heart like Tony stark
Writin' my rhymes and perfectin' my art
Roll up my trees and I smoke it with ease
Got a bad bitch put her right on her knees
I feel like Welvin when she ducking on deez
All my shit is A1 bitch I aim to please