Lyrics Research - Cassidy

Yeah
After like the underdog a really over poop already
Any rap opening me with an overdose already
I'm rolling a smoke but all my homies comatose already gone
'Cuz they on patron I had his own and smoke already
You all feel the devil I'm thrown have been broke already
So I hit that nigga right on his phone we spoke already
Nobody can wake up when they own up and walk already
Even though I hold home and and some stones of the cocoa already
Your bones with a profile ready
Yet the nigga disrespected me dickheads give a sec to these pussies
Get hysterectomy
I knew your chick is on my dick
She DM message me took a lift to the address and stop molesting me
She got a good head on her shoulders
That's a speciality and now me intellectually
I mean sexually
If dudes me food for thought I've seen the recipe
And wrote it down so when I'm shutting up god I'm open now
It's like I got the best cook in town
And a bunch of smokers around we in the crab adapt is broken down
I am laughin' in the choking round to get a bag and I'll be floating around
I need a promotion now
The sports politics this is a lot of commotion now
And they need the pass of law all son let's get started okay now
Most the clown in the industry do you think the meeting went
From taking laws that take a nigga's identity
When I heard Kane and chief rap on the symphony
I instantly picked up my pen and nuts in my memory
I learned a lot from Krsna he commended me
His sermon and parrish nip at the perfect chemistry
If y'all know your history then how can you pretend to be the culture
You're simply a vulture and Isis enemy
I keep rats of a pig pack scared to give to them with me
They feel insecure the nigga in the vicinity
Because I never begin the EO never try but Jesus has to prove that I'm better
I'm always willing to beat the best
I could write a whole album in a week a lesson come wit
Godly type flows on a beat up list
If killers move to silence I should start speaking less
And try and learn sign language after you get beat to death
Some niggas in the street they press trying to state money up
'Cuz they started off 2020 with 20 bucks
Is 2.2 grams out bag twenties up get rid away some shit on the waist
Like I got a tummy tuck
You not gonna see the success if you think the key to success is 2.2 pounds
Y'all niggas gummies fuck
I started rapping in the 80s I was young as fuck
Got my first bill in the 90s and started coming up
Went platinum in the 2000s and told to run it up
That was 2020 I still feel that I ain't got enough
So I'm still fucking nigga's stomachs up
And all the critics to dumb it up just wanna go hung it up