Smuckers [Week #20] Mar$ Gram

[Verse 1]

It’s been a long time coming
Thank u for ur patience
Jus sit back
N wait for me
To make these
Creations on this track
Fake emcees in the game
Is a mismatch
I’m top 5
Fuck the other names
That ur list has
Bitch I don’t know one
That can fuck with Mar$
All my flows are potent
Show up with a couple bars
At a record label like
Ima find a deal
Guarantee it comeback
Signed n sealed
Like a Smuckers jar
I’ve been up in cars
You ain’t even seen before
Riding in a Demon like
Ouija boards he needs the lord
Please be warned
He does not communicate
With humans well
Come up to ya block n say
Ur crew is fake I’m rude as hell
Don’t need you tell
Me what I already know
Every punchline that I’m
Heaving is a heavy blow
Straight to your face
CTE is bound to come
For these weak emcees
He got beat to pieces
Now I’m done
See me counting up paper
Like a fax machine
Stacks of green
Looking like a Boston Celtics
Basket team
Y’all accepted that
I ain’t even showing signs
Of slowing down
Till’ I get to hold the crown
The throne is mine
Going over time
So don’t pass to Patrick please
Cause I been practicing this daily
Tryna catch my dreams
Pimpin’ getting stocked in stores
Cause I rap with ease
Glyding like a Bird when I’m alone
That’s a Magic scheme
If I really have to word it
I’m the dream team
Spitting written verses
Picture perfect like it’s 3D
22 now learning I can be me
3am, I remember swerving in my GT
Yea I make it look easy
When I stunt hard
Breaking thru the back door
Take it your front yard
You’s a bitch
If you ever play the Trump card
Speak of which
He can suck my dick
Until it cums hard