High Rollers

You make me sick

I'mma make it rain trickle trickle

With a honey in the middle

It might hurt, sting, i bring it with a riddle

My artillery shell will leave them sickle

i'mma about to throw down another nickle

They just need convincing like malcolm little

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

ballin in crystal

let it drizzle

let it rain

Unanswered questions plague the brain

nothing i say will leave you sane

Look at me and everything i have almost changed

into a beast into a man

What is the chance

Between you and me I'm more exclusive than a private dance

stance like a boulder with no shoulders

me and all the drizzle boys be high rollers

didnt even make through high school but we be speaking like Scholars

We up in that magic city throwing down them dollars

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

money come and money go

I'mma do this fast or slow

syrup got me going so slow

watching everything fly by while i'm in slow - mo

5 minutes alone and i'm already on the you know

i am so supernatural with the rap flow

 

Where sellin' narcotics is all i know

From dope to ketamine in viles its so bile

All i see is change, don’t switch up your style

i would never do that because it's taken me a while to master this style

I hope this make you quite for a while

Why you chasing the dream when you can't even run the mile

Bitterness it spread through me like wildfire

Gettin' higher stackin' lighters yet the best fire-fighter

these lyrics hot like a ghost pepper

Look, i just want to make me better

So i'm writing this down like a letter

This is my style nobody doing it any better