T.R.E.V - Numbah Five Flow Lyrics

I remember Missy Elliott was supa-dupa fly
Blue shirt and white kicks, I'm bout to flow like number 5
I'm the illest nigga spittin, I'm tryna make a classic
With this talent God has given, it's important you listen cause
I can't explain this feeling, so I put it in these rhythms
Wrapped it up with care and bunny ear, tied it with a ribbon
Gift to you my heart and soul and my flow so cold
Low and behold in these rugged streets the flower still grows
Rookie of the year but soundin' like I've been here before
You can't resist when veterans and pros head nodding to this
You put out singles and they hit or they miss
This album is adhesive when you listen it sticks
Giving you groovy ass rhymes that you will never forget
And bitch niggas take pride behind the glamour and glitz
Meanwhile I'm at the crib eating fish with the grits
Pre-meditating success this just the intro and shit
You know imma give you a jam, you know imma give you some shit
To move your hips and put up your hands
It look like a pump fake
Or a milkshake
With two straws, we can share this shit
Just pull up a chair then let me explain
I swear to never give up on my dreams and prayers
These niggas are scared
To dance with the devil I put on a slow jam
Tell him that God controlling these programs
Don't let these bars go under the legs or over the head
Like Gordon
Yo cookie is crumbling, tell me your fortune
Wait, it isn't important
I remember Missy Elliott was supa-dupa fly
Blue shirt and white kicks, I'm bout to flow like number 5
I'm the illest nigga spittin, I'm tryna make a classic
With this talent God has given, it's important you listen cause
I have to say, my faith in you is shaken
You haven't replaced the love that you have taken