You and I are not the same but we are the monsters
Live life will change your mind like we are imposters
I dont even have it
I'm tryna get it
Living day to day cause the life we giving never given
Call the TARTA bus man
I'm not tryna spend it
Listening to my old tracks
Had to come and switch it
I wanna get 40 and 0
Like it was the GOAT
Not slowing down for none of you folks
If you and I were in the same league then we would change leagues
Not sitting round in the nosebleeds
On the bus in the fronts
Kicking back like we in here
Post up cause we never leave
Planting every seed
I may lose the battle but Ill gain the lead
Working hard cause thats all thats left of me
I wanna spend it
All flip it
Getting dough
You study hard getting far
I know you'll know
You learn from me
I'll learn from you
We torch the world below
You should cross your fingures
Cause you'll never blow
Young Roc
I'm the rapper that you heard about
Head in clouds but rapping for all the clout
Bars of dope, never see the drought
It's for me, won't have to force it
The foresight I never forfeit
Foreclosing on your future, over endorphins
Please no more drama
Progress over commas
I had talent since a toddler
I'm runnin shit no numb 2
The lead, been getting 2 comfortable
I got the power like woggatity woogatity
Promise theres nothing these niggas can do with me
I can not stop writing, its like my senses heightened
Comparable to lightening, every line is ultraviolet
Don't take it lightly
I pay my dues, can't miss a payment
My days off start with more work
Y'all stuck on basics
The flow inflation, I'm too infatuated with greatness
To lose my patience
So whats the bases?
I'm running bases, they running base
The plate is different
They stuck in place
Ive, always been, accustom to shape shifting
The form is different, this formula calls for more victims
My catacombs cause cataclysms
These cats fictitious
Under my lid got a million Snapple facts
I could, snap at the drop of a hat
Getting the type of top, you can't confine in a hat
Never confide in rats
They zombie to all the traps
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
D-Roc - Klout (feat. Genysis) Lyrics
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You and I are not the same but we are the monsters
Live life will change your mind like we are imposters
I dont even have it
I'm tryna get it
Living day to day cause the life we giving never given
Call the TARTA bus man
I'm not tryna spend it
Listening to my old tracks
Had to come and switch it
I wanna get 40 and 0
Like it was the GOAT
Not slowing down for none of you folks
If you and I were in the same league then we would change leagues
Not sitting round in the nosebleeds
On the bus in the fronts
Kicking back like we in here
Post up cause we never leave
Planting every seed
I may lose the battle but Ill gain the lead
Working hard cause thats all thats left of me
I wanna spend it
All flip it
Getting dough
You study hard getting far
I know you'll know
You learn from me
I'll learn from you
We torch the world below
You should cross your fingures
Cause you'll never blow
Young Roc
I'm the rapper that you heard about
Head in clouds but rapping for all the clout
Bars of dope, never see the drought
It's for me, won't have to force it
The foresight I never forfeit
Foreclosing on your future, over endorphins
Please no more drama
Progress over commas
I had talent since a toddler
I'm runnin shit no numb 2
The lead, been getting 2 comfortable
I got the power like woggatity woogatity
Promise theres nothing these niggas can do with me
I can not stop writing, its like my senses heightened
Comparable to lightening, every line is ultraviolet
Don't take it lightly
I pay my dues, can't miss a payment
My days off start with more work
Y'all stuck on basics
The flow inflation, I'm too infatuated with greatness
To lose my patience
So whats the bases?
I'm running bases, they running base
The plate is different
They stuck in place
Ive, always been, accustom to shape shifting
The form is different, this formula calls for more victims
My catacombs cause cataclysms
These cats fictitious
Under my lid got a million Snapple facts
I could, snap at the drop of a hat
Getting the type of top, you can't confine in a hat
Never confide in rats
They zombie to all the traps
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
Live life will change your mind like we are imposters
I dont even have it
I'm tryna get it
Living day to day cause the life we giving never given
Call the TARTA bus man
I'm not tryna spend it
Listening to my old tracks
Had to come and switch it
I wanna get 40 and 0
Like it was the GOAT
Not slowing down for none of you folks
If you and I were in the same league then we would change leagues
Not sitting round in the nosebleeds
On the bus in the fronts
Kicking back like we in here
Post up cause we never leave
Planting every seed
I may lose the battle but Ill gain the lead
Working hard cause thats all thats left of me
I wanna spend it
All flip it
Getting dough
You study hard getting far
I know you'll know
You learn from me
I'll learn from you
We torch the world below
You should cross your fingures
Cause you'll never blow
Young Roc
I'm the rapper that you heard about
Head in clouds but rapping for all the clout
Bars of dope, never see the drought
It's for me, won't have to force it
The foresight I never forfeit
Foreclosing on your future, over endorphins
Please no more drama
Progress over commas
I had talent since a toddler
I'm runnin shit no numb 2
The lead, been getting 2 comfortable
I got the power like woggatity woogatity
Promise theres nothing these niggas can do with me
I can not stop writing, its like my senses heightened
Comparable to lightening, every line is ultraviolet
Don't take it lightly
I pay my dues, can't miss a payment
My days off start with more work
Y'all stuck on basics
The flow inflation, I'm too infatuated with greatness
To lose my patience
So whats the bases?
I'm running bases, they running base
The plate is different
They stuck in place
Ive, always been, accustom to shape shifting
The form is different, this formula calls for more victims
My catacombs cause cataclysms
These cats fictitious
Under my lid got a million Snapple facts
I could, snap at the drop of a hat
Getting the type of top, you can't confine in a hat
Never confide in rats
They zombie to all the traps
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
Blind to all the facts
I spit it on every track
Writer: Derek Arnold II, Javon Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid