Lyrics Flip - TwizzMatic

Get offended by something petty
But keep pretending, make amends with you
Former shorty & flip the ending
Make friends with people that I can use later
And turn haters to fans ′cause this for something greater
Flip

Slipping you needed a grip
Not a magician but lead with a trick
One look at my shorty, eager to switch
She ain't here for da shit
A reason to flip
Slipping you needed a grip
Not a magician but lead with a trick
One look at my shorty, eager to switch
She ain′t here for da shit
Shit

Old heads with no hobbies be trying to bother me
They think I made a mockery but I'm, proof of prophecy
Proper student philosophy
Choosing routes that'll probably lead you to stolen property
A world monopoly nigga, who stopping eim
Praying for you constantly but, waiting for new comedy
Start a conversation but, execution sloppy
Meta mutant cacophony
Meta data on pictures
Location on lock
Probation on top of stopping creation of crops
Make way for the new nation, paraded for props
Clock
One time for the block, yeah, uh...

Flip
Not a magician but lead with a trick
One look at my shorty, eager to switch
She ain′t here for da shit
A reason to flip
Slipping you needed a grip
Not a magician but lead with a trick
One look at my shorty, eager to switch
She ain′t here for da shit
Shit

Stone city like grown kidneys, I zone quickly
Re-written like ya own history
Put my niggas in charge of the chimney, who want smoke
New epiphany, shine like Tiffany's & blind with trickery
Muthafuckas must be kidding me flux
Capacitate what what
Your passion ain′t last but a month, no practice
I'm running on gas, I′ll be back with a hundred in cash
I need that
Strategy, I'll be that
In one of them crafts

My sneaks and my pockets clean
I got the, best team
Nigga to wreck you dreams in a rhyme scheme
You can root for you top teams
I′m the next competitor
Watch who you choose
'Cause he might lose wit a speech impediment
Making room for that kid Twizz 'cause I′m taking my spot
Evasive, complaining for training the cops
Raking your occupation, contained in a hot container
Coat hanger, some of y′all niggas in danger
Killin' my time, gimme the banger, nigga the chosen