Lyrics Vintage Garms - Lord Apex

Yeah
A-P-E-X
Got a scuff on my forces
Fresh out the tomb
Heh, yeah, yeah

It′s like
2004, Jigga with the tee
Dame dash with the kicks, Cam'ron with the fitted
Like, Apex really on some shit
It′s like
2009, Bigga with the belt
I ain't need no help
Nigo with the skully like
AP really bout this money, yeah

It's like, Apex world distinguished
Like to keep it vintage
Sensei the selector, lowkey a collector
I been Antwon grindin′, had to switch the timing
Really speaking money, they be paying when I′m rhyming
So let's get the party started, like just for the night though
She said I broke her heart like, damn said she′d be alright though
Broke the dope apart like, I roll the doobie tight though
This shit will blow your speakers out, hope you got the Geico
Babygirl you been pretty, you don't need the lipo
Like, "cool I′ll be there in a sex", that's a typo
Don′t give a duck like that's another typo
And she gon' roll it up like that′s what a nigga like though

It′s like
2004, Jigga with the tee
Dame dash with the kicks, Cam'ron with the fitted
Like, Apex on really some shit
It′s like
2009, Bigga with the belt
I ain't need no help
Nigo with the skully like
Apex really bout this money, yeah
(And double back on the)
2004, Jigga with the tee
Dame dash with the kicks, Cam′ron with the fitted
Like, Apex on really some shit
Tell it like
2009, Bigga with the belt
I ain't need no help
Nigo with the skully like
Apex really bout this money, shhh
Don′t forget it

'Preciate a doobie
Keep smoke away from the bike, we roll professional with it

AP got more tree than sycamore
Dog I been living more
Dog I been living raw
Spare change, givin' more
Girl in her feelings more
Staring at the ceiling more
Figure what it all mean
I plant a beanstalk a voodoo lady sold me 4 beans
Sprouted out the ground to the 9th cloud up
They been showing love since I put my SoundCloud up
Fuck Norris, I′mma go ahead and roundhouse Chuck
On some Buddhist palm shit
Bow down quick
′Cause the overlord's approaching on some Shao Kahn shit
Ay, fresh like Glade, I′ll play spades with Blade
And if he lose, I'mma claim his shades
And vacate to a space and relocate the case, burn an 8th
Understand, watch the hand relocate your face, nigga
Words coming from a sacred place
Say your grace and save face, nigga

My guy
Brody, understand, it′s Apex, A-P-E-X
Three Xs if you feeling frisky, my nigga
Unintentional, unintentional
Big big big zoinks
Zoinks
Smoking zoinks
With a Z