OAM-CAM - PR3SSUR3 Lyrics

Okay
Aye
Charge by the letter
Yeah my words ain't cheap
Gottem payin out the ass
Just to hear me speak
That's just how I keep the crowds
Off they seats
And on they feet
Like everybody
Rap with ME
But can't nobody
Really
Rap with me
It's levels to this shit
So check the gradient
I'm steady raising it
Til my name in the
Top ten
With pac Em
And Rest of them
That made it in
Vet in the makin
Im playing it patiently waiting
Then
Finna shoot my shot
From the corner like Korver
Now Take the R out
Cant nobody cover me
Like last second call outs
All I know is ball out
Now catch it out the net
Bitch
Plottin on my chains
Ima leave yo ass
Neck-less
So come correct
Or join the rest
On my check list
Woah
Oh my god
Guess the roof gone missin
Cruisin by the coast
Tell the world gone fishin
Do not disturb on my cell phone
LISTEN
I ain't for the games
I ain't playin with you bitches
Life throwing jabs
But I fight back
Don't fight fair
Like Tyson in the ring
On steroids
A nightmare
Lovin my style
On this mic
I bite ears
Ahead of competition
But these my light years
Shit that I say
Just click
Like bike gears
Chugged my pride
And faced all my fears
Gotta open mind
But closed to my peers
Cuz I don't take advice from those with no career
When push come to shove
I knock his bitch ass out
I ain't tryna make friends
Just some M's and I'm out
Spittin shit like monkey bars
I'm just playin around
Layin it down
Your time is up
Give me the crown
Cuz the way I flow the line
You think I'm in my prime
Went from hoopin droppin dimes
To blessin yall with rhymes
And I'm killin every mic
Like yes it's on sight
DON'T
Play with my pen
Load the clip
That's ya LIFE
Oh my god
Guess the roof gone missin
Cruisin by the coast
Tell the world gone fishin
Do not disturb on my cell phone
LISTEN
I ain't for the games
I ain't playin with you bitches
Oh my god
Guess the roof gone missin
Cruisin by the coast
Tell the world gone fishin
Do not disturb on my cell phone
LISTEN
I ain't for the games
I ain't playin with you BITCHES