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Greatness (feat. Don't Sleep) Video (MV)






AsImOff - Greatness (feat. Don't Sleep) Lyrics




Thoughts made of gold
All my Dingoz is throne
Pearls bless the wisdom frame
While we sittin on chrome
Immaculate poem
Dutch lit
I'm f*cken blown
CHAPO got me in the winter
With the AC blowing
Debates like rap battles
Everybody run and tattle
Honor's just like truth
Most just can't handle
I want all my desires
Minus drama and scandal
Mountains of f*cking money
Spewing pussy and honey
Let's all be f*cking honest
We want sex and violence
We only loud at the stadium
The rest is silence
I don't even go to church
They always testifying
Limits were made for mortals
Yo that's next to dying
I do what I want
Who the f*ck is trying
Meditate on being great
Alexander heavy weight
Move my ass
Get this cash
Cuz time don't wait
I have visions of Dubai
Puffing gas like Kuwait
But wait
Ya boy fatal
To the tomb since the cradle
In the womb I had cable
All my meals was stable
Then she pushed
And a god came out
We smoking kush
Yeah
Let the song play out
When we cook
Agents wanna steal my mouth
I ain't shook
It's all north
Till it's all down south

How would a king come on top of this beat
Drawing power from the essence
And not his physique
Almost lost it
But he got on his feet
Bars that he speak
Heavy as a hippopotamus fleet
You not as unique
Obviously
I gotta be brief
So ima keep it basic
Best out
Gotta be me
Peep the God energy
Now they refer to him as lord of impossible feats
Forever with this sword
Back to the source when the saga completes
Who really touching me
Ya food for thought is gluttony
It's just the monk in me
Away from your f*ckery huh
Don't need no company
Alone living comfortably
So don't come for me
I come from nothing
They expect cuffs for me huh
Caption this I'll leave your captain hit
So passionate and bloody leave you understudies masterless
Go ahead and quote me I'm a ghost where the assassin sits
Don't label me a GOAT
Nah
I'm more like a baphomet
Who the wildest kid
The futures in my verses
Hit your stylist, producer, plus a random 3rd Person
On my toes while you dose off to sleep
Got the prose on control alt delete
Maf*ckas
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Thoughts made of gold
All my Dingoz is throne
Pearls bless the wisdom frame
While we sittin on chrome
Immaculate poem
Dutch lit
I'm f*cken blown
CHAPO got me in the winter
With the AC blowing
Debates like rap battles
Everybody run and tattle
Honor's just like truth
Most just can't handle
I want all my desires
Minus drama and scandal
Mountains of f*cking money
Spewing pussy and honey
Let's all be f*cking honest
We want sex and violence
We only loud at the stadium
The rest is silence
I don't even go to church
They always testifying
Limits were made for mortals
Yo that's next to dying
I do what I want
Who the f*ck is trying
Meditate on being great
Alexander heavy weight
Move my ass
Get this cash
Cuz time don't wait
I have visions of Dubai
Puffing gas like Kuwait
But wait
Ya boy fatal
To the tomb since the cradle
In the womb I had cable
All my meals was stable
Then she pushed
And a god came out
We smoking kush
Yeah
Let the song play out
When we cook
Agents wanna steal my mouth
I ain't shook
It's all north
Till it's all down south

How would a king come on top of this beat
Drawing power from the essence
And not his physique
Almost lost it
But he got on his feet
Bars that he speak
Heavy as a hippopotamus fleet
You not as unique
Obviously
I gotta be brief
So ima keep it basic
Best out
Gotta be me
Peep the God energy
Now they refer to him as lord of impossible feats
Forever with this sword
Back to the source when the saga completes
Who really touching me
Ya food for thought is gluttony
It's just the monk in me
Away from your f*ckery huh
Don't need no company
Alone living comfortably
So don't come for me
I come from nothing
They expect cuffs for me huh
Caption this I'll leave your captain hit
So passionate and bloody leave you understudies masterless
Go ahead and quote me I'm a ghost where the assassin sits
Don't label me a GOAT
Nah
I'm more like a baphomet
Who the wildest kid
The futures in my verses
Hit your stylist, producer, plus a random 3rd Person
On my toes while you dose off to sleep
Got the prose on control alt delete
Maf*ckas
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Writer: Andrew Cruz, Isaac Jimenez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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