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lyrics

Chorus
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Bob ya head if ya feelin this

Bet you feel in ya wrist

I got many things

None came from a wish

She shook the tambourine

Dipped me like a fish


I got blessings on blessings

Treasures on treasure nigga

Several several nigga

I never test it nigga


What I'm sposed to do

Keep this here from you

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Verse 1

I got too many people

Tryna tell me what to do

We got too many people

Taking flows in the stu

I seen too many people

Walk around in the the zoo

Like they dont know what to do

Wishin they was on the tube

I hit homie said whatup dawg

He said heard that new hit and it sub-par

These rappers skimming

They spit that dumb talk

I got better things to do than to bump yall

We want that crucial, with that bump dawg

Have my trunk knocking bricks off a the block

Knock so hard they arrest me for a gun charge

Im like what car

You aint getting far

You see it's not my job to make you wanna do your thing

And its not my job to make an actor do a scene

No vaseline

Singers they dont sing

You see they hungry

Girls'll pop it on IG

Im on top when I see me

We got a problem you and me

Everything I do potentially

Is on the beat

Royalty, lay down at my feet

Woe is me

You niggas think that you MC's

You got people standing in the crowd looking at TV

I raised her heart rate

Just by seeing me

She said she want me

Dee aye emm and Eee

If you want me

make me something to eat

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Chorus

Bob ya head if ya feelin this

Bet you feel in ya wrist

I got many things

None came from a wish

She shook the tambourine

Dipped me like a fish


I got blessings on blessings

Treasures on treasure nigga

Several several nigga

I never test it nigga


What I'm sposed to do

Keep this here from you

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Verse 2

Hold up, lemme do my thing

Get my breathing right

Ima bust the seam

Of all these rappers dreams

They wanna be a king

But niggas dont what's different 'tween a king and me

I got energy

Got a lot of energy

Niggas out here drinking lean for the remedy

I paint a picture

These niggas painting bentleys

Bitin flows

they cant get rich wit me

Count the change

You peasant

Stick to what you know

Like some resin

2017

Twas a pleasure

Baby hit my phone tryna measure

Ice cool and I'm next up

Your rap drools

Special Edward

I slowed the flow down

You can catch up

Bet you wont see me in the desert

I got

Many different things on my table

I wanna take the city over

Like a game of Fable

That's nerd talk

You know that bird talk

We keep that work stocked

Thats how the birdies flock

Uh different avenues

Love one work two

I keep 'nother after 'nother after 'nother

Rapper's in the game for they mothers

Keep it funky like no other

Beat so hard, when she move, she hover

I dont pick up, i dont pick up, i dont pick up, let it ring

Itsa stick up, the jigs up and she just wanna sing,

See i

dont wear no bling

Cuz I

do my own thing

You guys, you guys on teams

And she

roll up her tree

She writes

she writes to free

Her mind

when its on E

I ride

a different beat

She slide

thru for the free

I might

Fix sumn eat

No fries

S.A.L.A.D

The side

Some lemon wings

Tonight

She do her thing

Alright

Know what I mean

You might

Not know a thing

Try not

to make a scene

This verse

Was just for me

You're best flow's from the southside

My best flow's from the outside

I make you feel it in your bones

From the inside

Im not a big deal

Like a white lie

You rap polite

Thats a nice try

I spit wit steez

I look dumb fly

Its like I spent 100 days

All in one night

I cut down all your flows

Wit just one knife

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Chorus

Bob ya head if ya feelin this

Bet you feel in ya wrist

I got many things

None came from a wish

She shook the tambourine

Dipped me like a fish


I got blessings on blessings

Treasures on treasure nigga

Several several nigga

I never test it nigga


What I'm sposed to do

Keep this here from you

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Verse 3

If you rollin through your city

Turn this up sky high

Only if you really wit me

Over hip hop rhymes

Hilly billy Billy Hilly

they done switched sides

I dont feel you, I dont feel you

Wit your suspect rhymes

Oh lets big up Tech Nyne

I spot your grind

folks be lying, folks be lying

Unless they suspects, I

dont got no time,

i

just try to shine

I

just want a ride

Why

You gotta lie

Rappers

aint writing rhymes

We just bumping beats

Scuffing feet

It look like games and fun to me

The children bumping to the beat

Shorty up and down that butt for me

When I think about what's done for me

From the one's who say "You come from me!"

While baby push on me

I contemplate

do we all

do this all for free?

Then shorty snap me out of it

From what was a reality

Aye!

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Chorus

Bob ya head if ya feelin this

Bet you feel in ya wrist

I got many things

None came from a wish

She shook the tambourine

Dipped me like a fish


I got blessings on blessings

Treasures on treasure nigga

Several several nigga

I never test it nigga


What I'm sposed to do

Keep this here from--

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Verse 4

I can make you

bounce

Off the litty bounce

Baby work it out

I can count over

Over fifty times

I spelt my vision out

I should announce

When i get it out

But niggas in the clouds

By the sound * these niggas album

Yo cut it out

I got the sound

Move it baby bounce

Dont you make a sound

Just make it count

Like your baby got you

cummin from the mouth

Whats this about

The labels tryna to map our future

But the cops out tryna clap our future

Yo wassup

The royalty checks are so low

Its a astonishing

Rappers dreams are so broke

No scholarship

They count that cheese that dont fold

Come crawling back

Like where did i

put my phone and wallet at

I just spit a mouthful

Cant swallow dat

Most you spit is facebook

Cant follow dat

Cook and bake

Thats fake food

I aint order dat

Feed these kids

That fake bull

We aint callin back

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Chorus

Bob ya head if ya feelin this

Bet you feel in ya wrist

I got many things

None came from a wish

She shook the tambourine

Dipped me like a fish


I got blessings on blessings

Treasures on treasure nigga

Several several nigga

I never test it nigga


What I'm sposed to do

Keep this here from you

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from TIWID (This Is Why I'm Dangerous), released August 5, 2017

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