Like yeah...
We pace upon these streets
Until the sun meets east catching contact sleep
Can't be a sheep to the wolves I'm a complex beast
And bring the beef with no context B
Don't try to contact me
Without a game plan
Dapping up Que like "that's my main man"
Laughing at you you caught a lame hand
A preying man I say 'tis is the season
Put it all together head chopping is the reason
I mean I got one driver and they wheel game is seasoned
One gunner out the roof you stop breathing
One runner on the road chasing toads on the low
Trying to catch a lick psychedelic flows
I'm on the toes of these hoes you not deep
My team will pop heat
You not G cannot stop me
Mamis hugging on the drop like you hot Papi
A weed man so they hotbox me you can't outfox me
Yeah
I'm in the basement with the beat
You'll be pacing in your sleep
While I'm Jason on his feet
And your running while I'm humming
Maybe breaking up some weed
And maybe gunning by the ton and
Why they want to RIP
Why they want to bring that shame to the game
Funny acting look what happen on the quest for a name
Get to clapping if they get to yapping quick as it came
Quick as it go and it show bro it's all in the game
I'm not the same man that you knew before
Back then I was a sane man
Now a cave man smoking O's until I see a little grey man
In a UFO floating I'm a brave man
When I play hands hold 'em up I fold them up
I blow them up like smart phones
In a smart home with alarms on
And the bars on point like sharp tones
Leave your heart bone broken
With a mic like harpoons
Stabbing in the chest you a clown like a cartoon
D RiVVY - Ready Lyrics
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Like yeah...
We pace upon these streets
Until the sun meets east catching contact sleep
Can't be a sheep to the wolves I'm a complex beast
And bring the beef with no context B
Don't try to contact me
Without a game plan
Dapping up Que like "that's my main man"
Laughing at you you caught a lame hand
A preying man I say 'tis is the season
Put it all together head chopping is the reason
I mean I got one driver and they wheel game is seasoned
One gunner out the roof you stop breathing
One runner on the road chasing toads on the low
Trying to catch a lick psychedelic flows
I'm on the toes of these hoes you not deep
My team will pop heat
You not G cannot stop me
Mamis hugging on the drop like you hot Papi
A weed man so they hotbox me you can't outfox me
Yeah
I'm in the basement with the beat
You'll be pacing in your sleep
While I'm Jason on his feet
And your running while I'm humming
Maybe breaking up some weed
And maybe gunning by the ton and
Why they want to RIP
Why they want to bring that shame to the game
Funny acting look what happen on the quest for a name
Get to clapping if they get to yapping quick as it came
Quick as it go and it show bro it's all in the game
I'm not the same man that you knew before
Back then I was a sane man
Now a cave man smoking O's until I see a little grey man
In a UFO floating I'm a brave man
When I play hands hold 'em up I fold them up
I blow them up like smart phones
In a smart home with alarms on
And the bars on point like sharp tones
Leave your heart bone broken
With a mic like harpoons
Stabbing in the chest you a clown like a cartoon
We pace upon these streets
Until the sun meets east catching contact sleep
Can't be a sheep to the wolves I'm a complex beast
And bring the beef with no context B
Don't try to contact me
Without a game plan
Dapping up Que like "that's my main man"
Laughing at you you caught a lame hand
A preying man I say 'tis is the season
Put it all together head chopping is the reason
I mean I got one driver and they wheel game is seasoned
One gunner out the roof you stop breathing
One runner on the road chasing toads on the low
Trying to catch a lick psychedelic flows
I'm on the toes of these hoes you not deep
My team will pop heat
You not G cannot stop me
Mamis hugging on the drop like you hot Papi
A weed man so they hotbox me you can't outfox me
Yeah
I'm in the basement with the beat
You'll be pacing in your sleep
While I'm Jason on his feet
And your running while I'm humming
Maybe breaking up some weed
And maybe gunning by the ton and
Why they want to RIP
Why they want to bring that shame to the game
Funny acting look what happen on the quest for a name
Get to clapping if they get to yapping quick as it came
Quick as it go and it show bro it's all in the game
I'm not the same man that you knew before
Back then I was a sane man
Now a cave man smoking O's until I see a little grey man
In a UFO floating I'm a brave man
When I play hands hold 'em up I fold them up
I blow them up like smart phones
In a smart home with alarms on
And the bars on point like sharp tones
Leave your heart bone broken
With a mic like harpoons
Stabbing in the chest you a clown like a cartoon
Writer: Daniel Rivera
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid