Nike's on my feet
Got my cypher complete
Marty. make y'all obsolete
Y'all In the backseat
See me rolling with my cronies
You know you can never beat
I Got NoB in the cut
Rolling up Backwood sweets
Cam rellim Rest In Peace
Yeah we lost a f*ckin legend
You was the one who helped me cope with My depression
Not a question
Listen to my story at your own discretion
Most dope thumbs up
Yeah he the one who said it
Mac'll live for ever cause a legend never dies
For the music made left him forever Immortalized
The cam rellim chronicles, diabolical
Squilliam with the monocle
Become a rapping pro
Become Professional,
Never catch me at confessional
I'm Pretty sure I need it now
But I think that's unprofessional
Impersonate me hoe
I mean you copied me
Colin kapernick you take a knee
Catch me on Snapchat with the bee
That's history
Marty
(Had to spit this shit)
F*cking on yo bitch
Cause she wanna bone me
Cause she Feelin lonely
Living suite life I ain't talkin Zach and Cody
She gone ride me like a rodeo
I'm On your stereo
Used to play me like a game show
Call that Family feud
I spit a bar or 2
Ima pick and choose
You more on snooze
Walk a mile in my shoes
Take a dab when I get the blues
You Better get a clue
Blues clues
Call you Mr salt and mrs pepper
We just got a letter
Let her think she got it all but she don't have the golden ticket
You more Shoulda woulda coulda
But you didn't
I'm like Verizon
You more cricket
You Want the secret life of bee well here's a snippet
Life is full of choices
At war with all these voices
Pick your poison
Devil stay rejoicing
Cronies Speaking for the voiceless
I Put the ganja Where the void is
We on some 9-5 shit
You Nigga's more unemployment
Marty gonna slay
We gonna blaze
Cronies the new craze
I'm Never phased
You more delayed
Your bars seasonal holidays
Lemme rephrase
You stand amazed
I'm Hunting on my prey
Come whatever may
You crunchy like some f*ckin frito lays
They say the Nice guys always finish last
Well Im about to school yo ass
N take it back to class
Clash of clans battling I just got a 3 star
You can never hide when cronies got you on our radar
Marty pullin strings like im playing on a guitar
Stomping on these haters like im the one and only reptar
Y'all want a solo track
So I had to spit these bars
Cronies on the top, yeah
You know that's where we are
Marty
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Nike's on my feet
Got my cypher complete
Marty. make y'all obsolete
Y'all In the backseat
See me rolling with my cronies
You know you can never beat
I Got NoB in the cut
Rolling up Backwood sweets
Cam rellim Rest In Peace
Yeah we lost a f*ckin legend
You was the one who helped me cope with My depression
Not a question
Listen to my story at your own discretion
Most dope thumbs up
Yeah he the one who said it
Mac'll live for ever cause a legend never dies
For the music made left him forever Immortalized
The cam rellim chronicles, diabolical
Squilliam with the monocle
Become a rapping pro
Become Professional,
Never catch me at confessional
I'm Pretty sure I need it now
But I think that's unprofessional
Impersonate me hoe
I mean you copied me
Colin kapernick you take a knee
Catch me on Snapchat with the bee
That's history
Marty
(Had to spit this shit)
F*cking on yo bitch
Cause she wanna bone me
Cause she Feelin lonely
Living suite life I ain't talkin Zach and Cody
She gone ride me like a rodeo
I'm On your stereo
Used to play me like a game show
Call that Family feud
I spit a bar or 2
Ima pick and choose
You more on snooze
Walk a mile in my shoes
Take a dab when I get the blues
You Better get a clue
Blues clues
Call you Mr salt and mrs pepper
We just got a letter
Let her think she got it all but she don't have the golden ticket
You more Shoulda woulda coulda
But you didn't
I'm like Verizon
You more cricket
You Want the secret life of bee well here's a snippet
Life is full of choices
At war with all these voices
Pick your poison
Devil stay rejoicing
Cronies Speaking for the voiceless
I Put the ganja Where the void is
We on some 9-5 shit
You Nigga's more unemployment
Marty gonna slay
We gonna blaze
Cronies the new craze
I'm Never phased
You more delayed
Your bars seasonal holidays
Lemme rephrase
You stand amazed
I'm Hunting on my prey
Come whatever may
You crunchy like some f*ckin frito lays
They say the Nice guys always finish last
Well Im about to school yo ass
N take it back to class
Clash of clans battling I just got a 3 star
You can never hide when cronies got you on our radar
Marty pullin strings like im playing on a guitar
Stomping on these haters like im the one and only reptar
Y'all want a solo track
So I had to spit these bars
Cronies on the top, yeah
You know that's where we are
Marty
Got my cypher complete
Marty. make y'all obsolete
Y'all In the backseat
See me rolling with my cronies
You know you can never beat
I Got NoB in the cut
Rolling up Backwood sweets
Cam rellim Rest In Peace
Yeah we lost a f*ckin legend
You was the one who helped me cope with My depression
Not a question
Listen to my story at your own discretion
Most dope thumbs up
Yeah he the one who said it
Mac'll live for ever cause a legend never dies
For the music made left him forever Immortalized
The cam rellim chronicles, diabolical
Squilliam with the monocle
Become a rapping pro
Become Professional,
Never catch me at confessional
I'm Pretty sure I need it now
But I think that's unprofessional
Impersonate me hoe
I mean you copied me
Colin kapernick you take a knee
Catch me on Snapchat with the bee
That's history
Marty
(Had to spit this shit)
F*cking on yo bitch
Cause she wanna bone me
Cause she Feelin lonely
Living suite life I ain't talkin Zach and Cody
She gone ride me like a rodeo
I'm On your stereo
Used to play me like a game show
Call that Family feud
I spit a bar or 2
Ima pick and choose
You more on snooze
Walk a mile in my shoes
Take a dab when I get the blues
You Better get a clue
Blues clues
Call you Mr salt and mrs pepper
We just got a letter
Let her think she got it all but she don't have the golden ticket
You more Shoulda woulda coulda
But you didn't
I'm like Verizon
You more cricket
You Want the secret life of bee well here's a snippet
Life is full of choices
At war with all these voices
Pick your poison
Devil stay rejoicing
Cronies Speaking for the voiceless
I Put the ganja Where the void is
We on some 9-5 shit
You Nigga's more unemployment
Marty gonna slay
We gonna blaze
Cronies the new craze
I'm Never phased
You more delayed
Your bars seasonal holidays
Lemme rephrase
You stand amazed
I'm Hunting on my prey
Come whatever may
You crunchy like some f*ckin frito lays
They say the Nice guys always finish last
Well Im about to school yo ass
N take it back to class
Clash of clans battling I just got a 3 star
You can never hide when cronies got you on our radar
Marty pullin strings like im playing on a guitar
Stomping on these haters like im the one and only reptar
Y'all want a solo track
So I had to spit these bars
Cronies on the top, yeah
You know that's where we are
Marty
Writer: Martin Reyna
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid