[Intro : Price]
That Mobb Deep shit
We gon' do it like this
Look
This for my young gorillas and my hundred dollar bills
You now rock-rockin' with the love dealers
Look
My Turn!
[Verse 1 : Price]
Used to get full off top ramen, now I'm at the top rhyming
Don't say we underrated my nigga it's God's timing
The players can't get phased by the haters, that's sidelining
I’m more concerned with babes on the bleachers that’s side eyein'
I seen a lot of rappers be the man for the summer
See 'em a year later look like they dying from hunger
The best feeling is shitting on niggas that tried to son ya'
First they wouldn't pick up your number now they want a favor from ya'
Look at Karma kickin' ass, as usual
Rappers all chasin' each other's tails, as usual
First it was the Migos now they all using the Future flow
Man where the fuck did the innovators of music go
Then I looked in the mirror like stop being delusional
You should know your raps is the truest that's indisputable
B-O-Dub baby some movements just ain't movable
Like get your ass that work better stay away from this cubicle
Fourth quarter focus, side to side with my teammates
Young black face was told to go get that green face
So I hit the store an puttin' down for my team sake
Gotta get my pitch perfect so I can make that Ester Dean cake
Ya better pay up what that feed do
Good Vibe Tribe I promise was just a preview
Yellin' R.I.P. T2 everytime I see you
Screamin' R.I.P. T2 nigga what that beef do
Voices in my head got me backslidin'
One minute I want peace
Next minute I'm in a backseat with a mask ridin'
My ex callin' my phone she sound mad cryin'
I look down on my watch and told her it's bad-timing
I got you stuck off the real, it be the infamous
The Bishop kid watch yo mouth cuz you know how my temper get
To get it like I got it, its intricate you ain't meant for it
More commas than run-on sentences
I'm the sickest bitch !
That Mobb Deep shit
We gon' do it like this
Look
This for my young gorillas and my hundred dollar bills
You now rock-rockin' with the love dealers
Look
My Turn!
[Verse 1 : Price]
Used to get full off top ramen, now I'm at the top rhyming
Don't say we underrated my nigga it's God's timing
The players can't get phased by the haters, that's sidelining
I’m more concerned with babes on the bleachers that’s side eyein'
I seen a lot of rappers be the man for the summer
See 'em a year later look like they dying from hunger
The best feeling is shitting on niggas that tried to son ya'
First they wouldn't pick up your number now they want a favor from ya'
Look at Karma kickin' ass, as usual
Rappers all chasin' each other's tails, as usual
First it was the Migos now they all using the Future flow
Man where the fuck did the innovators of music go
Then I looked in the mirror like stop being delusional
You should know your raps is the truest that's indisputable
B-O-Dub baby some movements just ain't movable
Like get your ass that work better stay away from this cubicle
Fourth quarter focus, side to side with my teammates
Young black face was told to go get that green face
So I hit the store an puttin' down for my team sake
Gotta get my pitch perfect so I can make that Ester Dean cake
Ya better pay up what that feed do
Good Vibe Tribe I promise was just a preview
Yellin' R.I.P. T2 everytime I see you
Screamin' R.I.P. T2 nigga what that beef do
Voices in my head got me backslidin'
One minute I want peace
Next minute I'm in a backseat with a mask ridin'
My ex callin' my phone she sound mad cryin'
I look down on my watch and told her it's bad-timing
I got you stuck off the real, it be the infamous
The Bishop kid watch yo mouth cuz you know how my temper get
To get it like I got it, its intricate you ain't meant for it
More commas than run-on sentences
I'm the sickest bitch !
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