
I GOT THE CALL URBVN ARCHITECTS NYC (Ft. Smerk)
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Yo I own shit
Flow sick but you know this
Bring it back like my old kicks
All my 5s from 99 to 06, oh shit
Get to know him when he goes in
Yeah, yeah
Dude, just stick to your K2
I'm a trained K9
With Coffee & Tar Canines
Don't talk dues
When you know I've paid mine
Skip class, got class, get cash at the same time
Could cop a rollie but I save time
Changed man with the same plan
Get dough, stay low with my ray bans
Y'all getting spray tans
'm equipped with the spray can
'til my day ends
Amen
I don't hate men
But I hate youth
Flow sweet, break records like I'm Babe Ruth
I need a break boo'
Babe, really, nah, it ain't you...
Well it kinda' is
Kinda' did what I had to, to see the finer things
Got couple scars so I'm rhyme and shit 'yea'
Kids numb like handball calluses
Write classics that reach the palaces
Niggas past the pig forget they pacifists
Talk shit, that's another couple candles lit
But I'm chill for now I just came to spit
Shit
Mom say my face changing not in a good way
I don't really care is what I should say
Been a while since I seen a good day
Flow sick but you know this
Bring it back like my old kicks
All my 5s from 99 to 06, oh shit
Get to know him when he goes in
Yeah, yeah
Dude, just stick to your K2
I'm a trained K9
With Coffee & Tar Canines
Don't talk dues
When you know I've paid mine
Skip class, got class, get cash at the same time
Could cop a rollie but I save time
Changed man with the same plan
Get dough, stay low with my ray bans
Y'all getting spray tans
'm equipped with the spray can
'til my day ends
Amen
I don't hate men
But I hate youth
Flow sweet, break records like I'm Babe Ruth
I need a break boo'
Babe, really, nah, it ain't you...
Well it kinda' is
Kinda' did what I had to, to see the finer things
Got couple scars so I'm rhyme and shit 'yea'
Kids numb like handball calluses
Write classics that reach the palaces
Niggas past the pig forget they pacifists
Talk shit, that's another couple candles lit
But I'm chill for now I just came to spit
Shit
Mom say my face changing not in a good way
I don't really care is what I should say
Been a while since I seen a good day
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