You in the wrong lane
You in the wrong lane
We not balling
Struggling to maintain
Flows a motherf*cking conduit
A transfusion
Hard knock Kubrick
I grew a hard Richard a Richard Mille seems stupid
I rather a milli and not a Milly rock but
Rock the cradle like you an infant
It's apparent my infantry last infinity
Call me sex idiom for pussy
But this one believes in infidelity
Make your memorabilia the auxiliary
Hit the panic button, Pandemonium
You Master Roshi, Ya ki too low
Its remit and your potential went with it
I'm the purest commodity sizzle on skillet
Comparing our skills yours is a blemish
You don't deserve recognition
Except a facial and not from your phone
A young phenomenon predict yours gone be fatal
Like I'm Jesús, An inexplicable fatal attraction my nigga
My nigga
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
I'm afraid, I'm stepping on, Over pre-requisites
So I'm sorry my apologies isn't genuine
I'm kind of occupied like Apollo Creed in the boxing ring
I spot you trembling
In your wife beater with your Louie-V belt
And your nice sneakers but you running low on funds
Hehe
Trying to impress the impressionable
Smell the amount of arrogance my sight on aerial
I'm trying to ink a deal like I got tentacles
I'm attentive unlike the attention span
Or the bandwidth of the banished
Can you handle my language it's not English
Like England my print sanctioned in Ebonics
I'm freebasing with the bass heads till I'm torpid
Internally, XXX murder scene
Shook a nigga vertebrae, Vertically
Put the battery in my back like the energizer bunny type urgency
Aye
Off vert, Off the grid
Split a wig, Wiggle the thingamajig
I'm just f*cking with, Your imagination
You capping if you were to say you is not captivated
Your dense fascination, Gets vaccinated
By me pushing the needle deep in your cranium
I'm pushing the boundaries
All the way from NY to Saudi
Arabia, Hey ya
I'm alpha alpha, You a beta beta
Go take the pledge, Walk the plank
Sign the enigma, Thank me later
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
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You in the wrong lane
You in the wrong lane
We not balling
Struggling to maintain
Flows a motherf*cking conduit
A transfusion
Hard knock Kubrick
I grew a hard Richard a Richard Mille seems stupid
I rather a milli and not a Milly rock but
Rock the cradle like you an infant
It's apparent my infantry last infinity
Call me sex idiom for pussy
But this one believes in infidelity
Make your memorabilia the auxiliary
Hit the panic button, Pandemonium
You Master Roshi, Ya ki too low
Its remit and your potential went with it
I'm the purest commodity sizzle on skillet
Comparing our skills yours is a blemish
You don't deserve recognition
Except a facial and not from your phone
A young phenomenon predict yours gone be fatal
Like I'm Jesús, An inexplicable fatal attraction my nigga
My nigga
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
I'm afraid, I'm stepping on, Over pre-requisites
So I'm sorry my apologies isn't genuine
I'm kind of occupied like Apollo Creed in the boxing ring
I spot you trembling
In your wife beater with your Louie-V belt
And your nice sneakers but you running low on funds
Hehe
Trying to impress the impressionable
Smell the amount of arrogance my sight on aerial
I'm trying to ink a deal like I got tentacles
I'm attentive unlike the attention span
Or the bandwidth of the banished
Can you handle my language it's not English
Like England my print sanctioned in Ebonics
I'm freebasing with the bass heads till I'm torpid
Internally, XXX murder scene
Shook a nigga vertebrae, Vertically
Put the battery in my back like the energizer bunny type urgency
Aye
Off vert, Off the grid
Split a wig, Wiggle the thingamajig
I'm just f*cking with, Your imagination
You capping if you were to say you is not captivated
Your dense fascination, Gets vaccinated
By me pushing the needle deep in your cranium
I'm pushing the boundaries
All the way from NY to Saudi
Arabia, Hey ya
I'm alpha alpha, You a beta beta
Go take the pledge, Walk the plank
Sign the enigma, Thank me later
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
You in the wrong lane
We not balling
Struggling to maintain
Flows a motherf*cking conduit
A transfusion
Hard knock Kubrick
I grew a hard Richard a Richard Mille seems stupid
I rather a milli and not a Milly rock but
Rock the cradle like you an infant
It's apparent my infantry last infinity
Call me sex idiom for pussy
But this one believes in infidelity
Make your memorabilia the auxiliary
Hit the panic button, Pandemonium
You Master Roshi, Ya ki too low
Its remit and your potential went with it
I'm the purest commodity sizzle on skillet
Comparing our skills yours is a blemish
You don't deserve recognition
Except a facial and not from your phone
A young phenomenon predict yours gone be fatal
Like I'm Jesús, An inexplicable fatal attraction my nigga
My nigga
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
I'm afraid, I'm stepping on, Over pre-requisites
So I'm sorry my apologies isn't genuine
I'm kind of occupied like Apollo Creed in the boxing ring
I spot you trembling
In your wife beater with your Louie-V belt
And your nice sneakers but you running low on funds
Hehe
Trying to impress the impressionable
Smell the amount of arrogance my sight on aerial
I'm trying to ink a deal like I got tentacles
I'm attentive unlike the attention span
Or the bandwidth of the banished
Can you handle my language it's not English
Like England my print sanctioned in Ebonics
I'm freebasing with the bass heads till I'm torpid
Internally, XXX murder scene
Shook a nigga vertebrae, Vertically
Put the battery in my back like the energizer bunny type urgency
Aye
Off vert, Off the grid
Split a wig, Wiggle the thingamajig
I'm just f*cking with, Your imagination
You capping if you were to say you is not captivated
Your dense fascination, Gets vaccinated
By me pushing the needle deep in your cranium
I'm pushing the boundaries
All the way from NY to Saudi
Arabia, Hey ya
I'm alpha alpha, You a beta beta
Go take the pledge, Walk the plank
Sign the enigma, Thank me later
You in the wrong lane
Them behind me high octane
We not balling
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Meanwhile you enjoy the Feng Shui
We struggling to maintain
Writer: Mark Saunders
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