Lyrics Creative - Burke

Hello everybody, how you doing today
Gotta real bad case of getting carried away
If you agree let me I see, stick a hand up straight
Cuz in a second we'll be bouncin' so choose yo fate
If you aint wit us you against us, don't be late
Call me cheesy, it's alright, boy you ain't grate
See da brush is my brain and da painting's my tape
I'm an artist wit da canvas, let me create

If you fuckin' wit da kid, then I'm fuckin' wit you
I be like bippity boppity to da bippity boo
A magician wit da lyricism, make you go poof
I'm a cinderella story and da slipper fits too
Dicky V would say that I'm a diaper dandy, that's true
Need my XXL enrollment, when's school
Your profit lines Flat, like Stanley, not skewed
Excessive cash flow, that sounds accrual
Only in between, when I do what I do
Cuz 3 to the left and the right sits 2
Balance beaming on 1, cuz the spot sits few
Every lyric gotta meaning, and I'm provin' I'm da truth
Sorta like A, multiple choice test
You a B, you a fake, you a false, you a guess
When I hold back music, y'all get pressed
I could open up the city gates and hear the unrest

Aye yo, everybody, calm down
It's difficult to do with a huge ass crowd
Maybe everything would work if I don't talk loud
I'm equipped with a whisper, like Mitch it's endowed
You can try to touch the money
But it really aint allowed
See you thinkin that we different
But I got da same style
I got the same goal
Making mom and dad proud
And I paid the same toll
I ain't take da same route
Hello everybody, how you doing today
Gotta real bad case of getting carried away
If you agree let me I see, stick a hand up straight
Cuz in a second we'll be bouncin' so choose yo fate
If you aint wit us you against us, don't be late
Call me cheesy, it's alright, boy you ain't grate
See da brush is my brain and da painting's my tape
I'm an artist wit da canvas, let me create

And I don't need another one, talking like they would doubt me
Other rappers aint exterminators, can't oust me
Legendary status if you actually about me
Flip from da real to da fake like Rousey
Bitch bad as Ronda, probably hot as Maui
My plug pull up and give the case like he's Howie
Models on da side but da strains look astounding
He asked deal or no deal, the currency compounding
I said you gotta deal
And I pressed the fuckin button
Seconds every meal
Overeatin' like I'm glutton
Boy you look fake like McLovin'
I'm cooking like an oven
That first joke, I was only fuckin'
Back to back like issa drake flow
Is it tyga, travis or drake cake tho
I'm way too up now, to lay low
But as far as sense, it makes no
Now we callin' this the build-up
Finally got the fuel from the flow, let me fill up
I gotta big tank, big guns, big killa
MJ, OT, no thrilla
Bring back the hi-hat
Gotta get the girls back
They don't give a fuck about the bars unless the bass slap
And thats a fact jack, you can go and check dat
Man you gotta better chance of a back to back blackjacks
When I'm rapping ladies only think of captions
Then on Insta it seems like they actin'
Super distracting and way less action
Did you know they aint even really laughing
If i'm honest, it seems like they masking
They love all the flashing
And all the compassion
All of the gassin'
And all of the cappin'
And man do they love the reactions

Aye yo, everybody, calm down
It's difficult to do with a huge ass crowd
Maybe everything would work if I don't talk loud
I'm equipped with a whisper, like Mitch it's endowed
You can try to touch the money
But it really aint allowed
See you thinkin that we different
But I got da same style
I got the same goal
Making mom and dad proud
And I paid the same toll
I ain't take da same route
Hello everybody, how you doing today
Gotta real bad case of getting carried away
If you agree let me I see, stick a hand up straight
Cuz in a second we'll be bouncin' so choose yo fate
If you aint wit us you against us, don't be late
Call me cheesy, it's alright, boy you ain't grate
See da brush is my brain and da painting's my tape
I'm an artist wit da canvas, let me create