Some quick shit I was just having fun with.
I saw the game was in need of a real artist, so I started grinding.
Lyrics
This right here, [yep] it might just be light years,
Ahead of anything you ever heard, I’ll make it quite clear.
I here for my paper, I’m here to make a statement,
I bout to make like my celly and straight sprint,
To the top of the game, getting top from a dame,
Straight wilder beast wit it, man I’m not to be tamed,
See Blockz was my name, but my pockets was strained,
So I pulled a makeover so my pockets could change,
Now I’m claimin I’m the great one, bout to get paid bucks,
Not taking protein but I’m tryin to get my weight up,
Now the girlies see me and they screaming “Yo Wait Up”
I’m being straight up, I’m done with all you haters,
Who wanna see me die, but I’m living instead,
I’ll give ya girl down syndrome, how she giving me head.
And if you don’t believe us, overachievers,
I ain’t stopping for nobody, not even Jesus.
