Pop me an extra one, give my ass some powers
No one could do it like me, cause most of yall are cowards
See me, ya I got the power
Yeah I'm white, but I ball harder than dwight, howard
Pain in my chest I cant let it devour
Cause we are the world, this planet is ours
Young dirty boi with the flows, your gonna get covered afterwards you're gonna have to take a shower
I puff on the flower, f*ck all your mids homie you know ours is louder
I cook in the stu, like I'm a master with chowder
Then I'm back with the ballin, not so small forward, I go in like jae crowder
They taking the jabs but I'm nice with the counter
I'm reaching for billions, yall aim for thousands
Warrior and artists just part of the nature
Still gon in the stratus, the place for my face in the space we see somewhere outer
I murder the doubter
And take all their princesses boi, I be like bowser
Apex with the Records, its V.P. the founder
Just a squad full of gangsters
Of which had zero chances
Go get it, its yours, regardless your circumstances
Get off that bias, that's the biggest advancement
Yes I stay free, and steadily enhancing
Myself, and my family regardless of finances
Drowned by these classes, I see society is rancid
These thoughts stay in transit
For they are hard to transmit
These problems I burn em to ashes
And fight all my foes with my style, like mantis
Just questioning everything until the day I get real answers
It only takes but a second, to open the portal
The fine line that separates, demon from immortal
Message to conquer, for order more rhetorical
Kind of or sort of
Look what the darkness has brewed up
Kettle, in the coal lungs, black the miner
Ghostly approaching, the burning of riders
Charcoal in the throats of the post, soaked in the dope cider
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Pop me an extra one, give my ass some powers
No one could do it like me, cause most of yall are cowards
See me, ya I got the power
Yeah I'm white, but I ball harder than dwight, howard
Pain in my chest I cant let it devour
Cause we are the world, this planet is ours
Young dirty boi with the flows, your gonna get covered afterwards you're gonna have to take a shower
I puff on the flower, f*ck all your mids homie you know ours is louder
I cook in the stu, like I'm a master with chowder
Then I'm back with the ballin, not so small forward, I go in like jae crowder
They taking the jabs but I'm nice with the counter
I'm reaching for billions, yall aim for thousands
Warrior and artists just part of the nature
Still gon in the stratus, the place for my face in the space we see somewhere outer
I murder the doubter
And take all their princesses boi, I be like bowser
Apex with the Records, its V.P. the founder
Just a squad full of gangsters
Of which had zero chances
Go get it, its yours, regardless your circumstances
Get off that bias, that's the biggest advancement
Yes I stay free, and steadily enhancing
Myself, and my family regardless of finances
Drowned by these classes, I see society is rancid
These thoughts stay in transit
For they are hard to transmit
These problems I burn em to ashes
And fight all my foes with my style, like mantis
Just questioning everything until the day I get real answers
It only takes but a second, to open the portal
The fine line that separates, demon from immortal
Message to conquer, for order more rhetorical
Kind of or sort of
Look what the darkness has brewed up
Kettle, in the coal lungs, black the miner
Ghostly approaching, the burning of riders
Charcoal in the throats of the post, soaked in the dope cider
No one could do it like me, cause most of yall are cowards
See me, ya I got the power
Yeah I'm white, but I ball harder than dwight, howard
Pain in my chest I cant let it devour
Cause we are the world, this planet is ours
Young dirty boi with the flows, your gonna get covered afterwards you're gonna have to take a shower
I puff on the flower, f*ck all your mids homie you know ours is louder
I cook in the stu, like I'm a master with chowder
Then I'm back with the ballin, not so small forward, I go in like jae crowder
They taking the jabs but I'm nice with the counter
I'm reaching for billions, yall aim for thousands
Warrior and artists just part of the nature
Still gon in the stratus, the place for my face in the space we see somewhere outer
I murder the doubter
And take all their princesses boi, I be like bowser
Apex with the Records, its V.P. the founder
Just a squad full of gangsters
Of which had zero chances
Go get it, its yours, regardless your circumstances
Get off that bias, that's the biggest advancement
Yes I stay free, and steadily enhancing
Myself, and my family regardless of finances
Drowned by these classes, I see society is rancid
These thoughts stay in transit
For they are hard to transmit
These problems I burn em to ashes
And fight all my foes with my style, like mantis
Just questioning everything until the day I get real answers
It only takes but a second, to open the portal
The fine line that separates, demon from immortal
Message to conquer, for order more rhetorical
Kind of or sort of
Look what the darkness has brewed up
Kettle, in the coal lungs, black the miner
Ghostly approaching, the burning of riders
Charcoal in the throats of the post, soaked in the dope cider
Writer: Vaughn Peters
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid