lay up
• Written by Credability
I'm cooking up a long term play
It's like NBA I'm still scorin' points when I fade away
but I got goals to keep this court smoked out like an ashtray
So what you lookin for? checkin faces like we met before
Bitch I close the door
straight legend how could y'all ever miss my lore
I got my ox on y'all need a matador
But I still spit that flame shit
Fuck you and your crew you came wit
No intelligence either boy I breathe ether
Grab a bitch and tear it up second I meet her
The illest yet
sicker man with the sickest text
muscles on arms for arrows when I let that bow flex
Quantum shit got my mind stuck up on that vortex
My sound don't drown man made of goretex
End a rappers future when I bust in they territory like raw sex
Now y'all all got something in common, you ain't spitters
Ain't scripters, y'all getting popped like blisters
I only fuck with paradigm shifters
So take a look and I'll show you how it is to kill quitters
too many people saying that my shit vindictive man I ain't so sure
mountain tops left my soul convicted
codeine in my veins, migrains got me feeling pains behind the eyes
I guess i'll let my third out
Too many sheeple round the globe they just a herd now
they scurd now 'cause I spit that truth
goal to support the youth till I blow out been coast to coast now
energy y'all got been hiding meanwhile I been wylin
shots on lock like I'm Spalding out how
I Muscled my way in
y'all starting to think I'm foul now
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Credability
Member since June 25 2016