Lyrics Phantom of the Opera - Ka-Flame

Damn voice still kind of raspy and shit nigga
Rapping early in the morning
But I'm
Still in

Grind mode but the time froze
Like I'm running in place
Keep that gun on my waist
Ain't it fucked up how these nigga's stunt in yo face
Counting stacks in every video
But on a serious note
It make me wanna rob them
People starving you flexing
Saying it's a blessing
Guess I'm just confessing
Ain't rich as yall but I'm realer
Far from being a pussy
Close to being a killer
Feel I'm ill'a flow sicker than theirs
Know I'm hotter so I gotta keep giving them hell
Pull the curtains back
See that we ain't living too well
Got us living in the hood or we sitting in a cell
Flipping thru the mail
Nigga's posted like a stamp
Raise yo glasses high
We are toasting to the camp
I'm talking bout my team
Yea we back up on the scene
Hope you nigga's know its over
When that fat lady sing real talk

Yea it's over for you nigga's
When that fat lady sing
I'm back
Ka-Flame nigga
Let's go back in

Trying to make it double had to hustle to make a meal
Nigga I'm the proof yall trust me the struggle's real
Fuck it that's how I feel dealing with the facts
Know the projects had us all living wit them rats
Running from them pigs jumping over snakes
The concrete jungle had to rumble in that place
Where ya momma kept ya safe cause ya daddy wasn't round
Too busy fucking off to know what's going down
Bullet shells on the ground the picture clear as day
Nigga's pullin drive-bys but you'll never hear me say
The names of the shooters you know I never snitched
Back when me and Jevon was fighting over chicks
Squared up with Eddy he thought I wasn't ready
Learned bout this game from my step dad Freddy
Ya know got damn well I be coming with that fire
Phantom of the Opera got it popping with the choir like

See at this point man
It's really self explanatory ya know
Yall ain't fucking with the Flame hoe
I'm here
They can't stop me
At all