Back from the dead (say what?) call me Sauron
First thing to do when I make it, put the guys on
Late night pull up at the spot, got my style on
Said she wanna link up all she hear is dial tone
And don't even try to text I just wanna be alone
Why you call me you just got me out my zone
Might go back in time, crush another stone
This STUcard shit never left my ass alone
We was out in Paris on BS but I keep it real
Haven't touched the cup in a while but im down to spill
Brody took half 'fore the lane, he don't need a meal
Superman geeked on a plane, don't know how to feel
The way we was getting bent
Every week was so intense
We had everything on deck
Man it didn't make no sense
And if you don't show respect we gon' put your ass to rest
Now all the real ones left and we still don't speak on -
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
Back with the runners
Back on heartbreak soldier shit
Back with the brothers
Back on my f*ck sober shit
My plug told me need a chill but I still copped a fifth
Night time rides through the vill' back when we was lit
Magic in the mix got me working autopilot
Took another sip my vision turning violet
Geeking again, take a seat, and recline it
Wanna comprehend gotta deep how I'm rhyming
Heat in demand, so the heat, I supply it
Grease in the pan, like the beat, I just fry it
Leaf in the air, smell so sweet, I don't mind it
Said you wouldn't leave but the truth, you was lying
No love for no hoe, why you thinking you be special
I'm always on the go, I can do it any weather
Drop a flow, do a show, discrepancies you can't measure
I'm a boss you a rat, this a different way of getting cheddar
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
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Back from the dead (say what?) call me Sauron
First thing to do when I make it, put the guys on
Late night pull up at the spot, got my style on
Said she wanna link up all she hear is dial tone
And don't even try to text I just wanna be alone
Why you call me you just got me out my zone
Might go back in time, crush another stone
This STUcard shit never left my ass alone
We was out in Paris on BS but I keep it real
Haven't touched the cup in a while but im down to spill
Brody took half 'fore the lane, he don't need a meal
Superman geeked on a plane, don't know how to feel
The way we was getting bent
Every week was so intense
We had everything on deck
Man it didn't make no sense
And if you don't show respect we gon' put your ass to rest
Now all the real ones left and we still don't speak on -
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
Back with the runners
Back on heartbreak soldier shit
Back with the brothers
Back on my f*ck sober shit
My plug told me need a chill but I still copped a fifth
Night time rides through the vill' back when we was lit
Magic in the mix got me working autopilot
Took another sip my vision turning violet
Geeking again, take a seat, and recline it
Wanna comprehend gotta deep how I'm rhyming
Heat in demand, so the heat, I supply it
Grease in the pan, like the beat, I just fry it
Leaf in the air, smell so sweet, I don't mind it
Said you wouldn't leave but the truth, you was lying
No love for no hoe, why you thinking you be special
I'm always on the go, I can do it any weather
Drop a flow, do a show, discrepancies you can't measure
I'm a boss you a rat, this a different way of getting cheddar
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
First thing to do when I make it, put the guys on
Late night pull up at the spot, got my style on
Said she wanna link up all she hear is dial tone
And don't even try to text I just wanna be alone
Why you call me you just got me out my zone
Might go back in time, crush another stone
This STUcard shit never left my ass alone
We was out in Paris on BS but I keep it real
Haven't touched the cup in a while but im down to spill
Brody took half 'fore the lane, he don't need a meal
Superman geeked on a plane, don't know how to feel
The way we was getting bent
Every week was so intense
We had everything on deck
Man it didn't make no sense
And if you don't show respect we gon' put your ass to rest
Now all the real ones left and we still don't speak on -
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
Back with the runners
Back on heartbreak soldier shit
Back with the brothers
Back on my f*ck sober shit
My plug told me need a chill but I still copped a fifth
Night time rides through the vill' back when we was lit
Magic in the mix got me working autopilot
Took another sip my vision turning violet
Geeking again, take a seat, and recline it
Wanna comprehend gotta deep how I'm rhyming
Heat in demand, so the heat, I supply it
Grease in the pan, like the beat, I just fry it
Leaf in the air, smell so sweet, I don't mind it
Said you wouldn't leave but the truth, you was lying
No love for no hoe, why you thinking you be special
I'm always on the go, I can do it any weather
Drop a flow, do a show, discrepancies you can't measure
I'm a boss you a rat, this a different way of getting cheddar
Me and Mo in the stu and we super slushed
Plug just came through so I gotta double up
Speakers burinin' from the shit we cookin' up
Try to hurt me but I don't give a -
Too many demos on my phone might have demoitis
Spitting sick, check the flow think I got bronchitis
Dirty up the cup, got me cold, like a flue or virus
Everything I touch turn to gold better call me Midas
Writer: C William
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