Lyrics Intro - Boss Wood

I'm steppin' back inside the booth
Feelin betta than ever
I sat in the cut and I waitin' on em thinkin' they ready
These rappas be talkin' that shit
But never say it directly
I want em to mention my name
And try to stand up against me
I'ma put em thru the wringer when I see em
Jus for speakin' on a pimp
Who you love
Make him watch me and his B M on a film
You a thug
Oh you thought that meant to keep it on the hip
I pulled out shhh
No dat's not my index on her lips
Nigga whoa
Big Krit done shouted me out
And Don Trip wrote a nigga like he proud of the south
I was listenin' to them niggas to get me thru situations
Now they playin' my music and it's not for the clout
I want smoke
Jus to see if it choke or overdose niggas
Weed out
Anything tamperin' with my growth nigga
Bleed out
All my victims by pokin' holes in em
People startin' to think I'ma faun
Lyrically goat nigga Uh

Next to Biggie Smalls I be feelin'
I'm one dopest to stand up and talk about my eye strength
So all that rappin' bout who you never seen as competition
I really can't I think I'm failin' every eye test
I'm legally blind I need to guided
Mummified I be reachin' to find it
Searchin' for the motivation every Monday
Jus to give to people
Dat's a firnes I gotta keep puttin' fire in
You don't wanna war gangsta
Built like I crush Ford Rangers
And face off with well oiled tankers
I lived in the field
Now Old Town Road is a song gettin' endorsed
By the cotton we was hanged for
Deep down I ain't proud of that
But reputations gotta be paid
So sign the check
I want Nike to start endorsin' a lot of my people makin' music
Cuz they sportin' shit without breakin' a sweat
Pow

I'm sendin' shots hope it struck a nerve
I'm buyin' stock jus because it's yours
They grabbin' pussy in the White House
But in the Bible they was fukin' in front of the church
So who wrong
My nigga speak while the mic hot
But keep it in mind if you go against God
You goin' to hell wheneva yo life stop
I pop
Out of the dark lookin' like Cyclopes
Make em put they hand in they face
Wheneva I drop
Wait a minute you ain't catch dat
I jus made a reference on how you listen to music
And use eye drops
Why stop why would you not
Cuz I'ma ahead nigga
Put it to yo temple and watch
Cuz I'ma head nigga
Boss Wood I call shots
Cuz I'ma head nigga
Pussy never kept me in line
Cuz I'ma head nigga
Spoken like true G
A lot of rap songs never move me
I really been grindin' for over 15 years
To watch another nigga blow in jus a few weeks
And I ain't even hatin'
I jus don't wana rap no mo
The paycheck suck shit I'm barely poor
I'm really considerin' me hittin a lick again
But this time it gotta be a bank fasho
I done dissed of couple niggas in the city
Jus to set an example around a name to be careful wit callin'
Don't encourage me to listen to nothin
Because its lackin' the substance
All they talkin' about bitches and ballin'
Have you ever seen a nigga turn sack of potatoes
To his breakfast lunch and his dinner
Cuz he didnt have long money
You witnessin' the image of all of it
A giant that came out a small woman
I'm comin' way harder but it gotta be proven
Deep inside I think my product can do it
If I ever reach a point in my career
I gotta red shirt a rappa
I'm walkin' on whoeva turf recruit me
I'ma work to prove it
Premeditated all my dreams
And stayed woke til it hurt my pupils
You will never fan in my eyes
People treat it lik job
Ceos really work my music
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