Lyrics
Wat you shoutin' bout, nigga I ain't down and out / Catch me on the round & bout, plus you know the pound is out
I'm poundin out hits, nigga's thinkin how sick / Is Da Kid to build up a reputation without bricks
I'm bout shit that ya'll niggas aint been on / Hittin fresh bitches, cuz they old niggas been gone
We in strong clutches, roll ya dutches / And I ride on the beat, so I roll wit punches
Swoll from crunches, I'll crack ya six-pack / Hold ya lunches, ho's fussin cuz I diss rats
I get daps, for the tracks I release / While attractin' police for puttin crack in the streets
In the back seat wit ya bitch, is where you can find me / So Fresh & So Clean, but the whole team is grimy
Remind me to tell ya'll this is my season / Shit is not even, till niggas stop breathin
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These pussies sayin' I'm
Hater's prayin that I'm
But I'm on the rise
So you niggas gon die
When you see that 45
Put yo hands to the sky
These pussies sayin' I'm
Hater's prayin that I'm
Da Source is the truth
A true force in the booth
Yeah I'm caught in the loop
But I'm talkin to you
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My city is rough my city is gritty / Da fuck you want ya bitch back, okay I'll give ya her titties
The flow is so silly, but I keep a game-face / Home-Run, Home Plates, so you know I slang base
I'm bookin air flights, you lookin' at a rare sight / Cookin for a fair price, game locked air-tight
So you can't breathe, bout to make ya rank freeze / You broke as fuck can't afford to pay ya bank fees
I'm tryna change things, sippin' on a cup of sizzurp / Cream gettin' for the dizzurt, bout to flip a bunch of blizzards
Never fuck wit lizards, cryin me a couple rivers / Cock-sick, toxic like ya drunk uncles liver
I switch the flow wit ease, you mad cuz I'm holdin' cheese / Totin fours, Da Kid Source opens doors wit stolen keys
He finna cobra things, snapped necks, broken wings / Clap Tecks, coke for fiends.... Ay'!... who dope as me?
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The world is mine, Da Kid bought it whole-sale / In my mind is lines, but I'm leavin no trails
Ya'll nigga's flow frail, spit whack oh well / So stale, don't you know bull-shit don't sell
But Source right wit' it, set sights, sights sittin' / That's nice, try & listen, re-wind & you might get it
I'm rockin' white fitteds, white tee's, Nike tennis / Spike Lee Documented, Life-Time in ninety minutes
But I bang blocks, wife-beater, tank-tops / Slang rocks, same jock gettin rode in Bangkok
I'll let that thang cock, pop till ya brains stop / Think, Blink, Clink Clink, hear that spare change drop
Empty out cha pockets, while I'm sendin out these rockets / Creep Creep, Deep Sleep, death is just as cheap talk is
So I pay & prey, ya condition day-to-day / Body Cast, Shotty Blast, fuck a Cast STAY AWAY
[HOOK]
