Текст песни Thanksgiving Freestyle - Ron E Polo

Yea
Ron E Polo
Ayo we eating
Go get you another plate
Cmon

Oh you thought I was kiddin bro
Knowledge I been kickin bro
If you thought I was eating now
Wait until thanksgiving bro
I ain't got no time to trip on ya
I be forgetting ya
Flashing lights will hit you later
Feel like a defibrillator
I've been getting back my peace of Mind
Been making time for paper
Those type traits would put you in The ER
Ain't got time for traiters
I been looking out since the Beginning
I got extra favors
At the bottom
Made those steps appear
Like an Escalator
I be spitting gas
You'll need a mask or a respirator
G League MVP
Boy I think it's time to test the Majors
I been shooting in the gym
Melodies I'm 10 for 10
I been getting hot
Every drop hasn't touched the rim
Beat by What up Donnie
When you see me yell out what up Ron E
Focused on my Sonic Run
That why I keep the tails behind me
When it goes down
I fly to fam just to handle shit
Boy be tappin in like a tag team Championship
You don't got to talk bout money
I can tell just by ya movements
Every year I been improving
Taking notes I been a student

Yea
Soldier Boy I been recruited
Talking bout the top from my spot
Shoulda been included
Niccas playing games
It's a shame y'all not into music
This a throw away but one day
I might interlude it
Went from flipping tables
Just to do it Independent
If ya boy was into labels
Y'all would really get the business
I been knocking down doors since Ma was Jehovah's Witness
Took a while but now I get it
I be talking how I live it
When you tell the truth
Please don't scuse it with I'm kiddin
Ya shoot but ya ceilings too low like LA fitness
Making records
That's winning
We came from rough beginnings
Now we getting mad love
We call that a happy ending
Smoke a blunt and say a prayer
Every time a chapters finished
If the writings on the wall
Then that wall gone owe me interest
Cmon

Suure

Praying for my downfall but I'm Levitating
Lucky I was hella patient
Love me or you love to hate me
Underground
They love to play me
When that real shit hit em where it Hurts
They gone wanna fade me
Oh y'all pushing clocks back
It still feel like summer baby
Know that reign is coming when you Start to feel that thunder baby
When they do not understand you
Them the ones to understate me
Envouge with the hits
I'm the one
Who they run to lately
Who can I run to
Yea
They getting butter but they actin Jelly
Because it's all eyes on me like I'm Makaveli
Back in the G used to call Poody Makareli
Gettin letters from the pin
Now bro tap the celly