Okay hold up let me start up
New album coming this the warm up
I'm eating rappers ain't no harm done
I'm still tryna clear my karma
Imma take the cash put your arms up
Imma wake they ass like Starbucks
Snakes in the grass cut your lawn bruh
They shit won't last make me yawn bruh
Let's step up man no regular cat
They beg for the rap No chicks in the back just checks and a bag
Just check when I'm back too chicken to rap?
Let's leave it at that
My mind twisted like a torso
If you ain't gifted you a poor soul
The Holy Spirit in my own flow
And we only get it how we know tho
This how we living im immortal
Shit everybody is immortal
Just take your body thru the portal
Watch how I got it imma go pro
I'm sick of the negative entities
Enemies and anyone that depleting my energy let it breathe
If I hold it for more longer
Imma blow up like Yosemite
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
This sick beat gone get handled
Beat get burned like candles
These hoes ain't got no standards
And they never learned no manners
Shout out to my girl Hannah
Make more room in my planner, for her
My flow so sick, rosa park probably stand up
Okay I'm back up in this shit
Let me just tap into my instincts
Every time I rap it's so olympic
Let me do the math and do the linguistics
Every time I do this man I'm gone flip the script
You know that im gone spit this quick
It don't matter what they think of you
It just matter what you think of them
Back up in this shit and I go
Yeah I'm putting a f*cking show
Then I show them how the f*ck i go
I'm diagnosed with that Diet Coke
That means that I'm gassed up
That's bad luck you done passed up
I'm the master I go faster till my cash up
I'm a hazard
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Young Eddy - Master Number 11 Lyrics
Young Eddy - Master Number 11 Lyrics
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Okay hold up let me start up
New album coming this the warm up
I'm eating rappers ain't no harm done
I'm still tryna clear my karma
Imma take the cash put your arms up
Imma wake they ass like Starbucks
Snakes in the grass cut your lawn bruh
They shit won't last make me yawn bruh
Let's step up man no regular cat
They beg for the rap No chicks in the back just checks and a bag
Just check when I'm back too chicken to rap?
Let's leave it at that
My mind twisted like a torso
If you ain't gifted you a poor soul
The Holy Spirit in my own flow
And we only get it how we know tho
This how we living im immortal
Shit everybody is immortal
Just take your body thru the portal
Watch how I got it imma go pro
I'm sick of the negative entities
Enemies and anyone that depleting my energy let it breathe
If I hold it for more longer
Imma blow up like Yosemite
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
This sick beat gone get handled
Beat get burned like candles
These hoes ain't got no standards
And they never learned no manners
Shout out to my girl Hannah
Make more room in my planner, for her
My flow so sick, rosa park probably stand up
Okay I'm back up in this shit
Let me just tap into my instincts
Every time I rap it's so olympic
Let me do the math and do the linguistics
Every time I do this man I'm gone flip the script
You know that im gone spit this quick
It don't matter what they think of you
It just matter what you think of them
Back up in this shit and I go
Yeah I'm putting a f*cking show
Then I show them how the f*ck i go
I'm diagnosed with that Diet Coke
That means that I'm gassed up
That's bad luck you done passed up
I'm the master I go faster till my cash up
I'm a hazard
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
New album coming this the warm up
I'm eating rappers ain't no harm done
I'm still tryna clear my karma
Imma take the cash put your arms up
Imma wake they ass like Starbucks
Snakes in the grass cut your lawn bruh
They shit won't last make me yawn bruh
Let's step up man no regular cat
They beg for the rap No chicks in the back just checks and a bag
Just check when I'm back too chicken to rap?
Let's leave it at that
My mind twisted like a torso
If you ain't gifted you a poor soul
The Holy Spirit in my own flow
And we only get it how we know tho
This how we living im immortal
Shit everybody is immortal
Just take your body thru the portal
Watch how I got it imma go pro
I'm sick of the negative entities
Enemies and anyone that depleting my energy let it breathe
If I hold it for more longer
Imma blow up like Yosemite
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
This sick beat gone get handled
Beat get burned like candles
These hoes ain't got no standards
And they never learned no manners
Shout out to my girl Hannah
Make more room in my planner, for her
My flow so sick, rosa park probably stand up
Okay I'm back up in this shit
Let me just tap into my instincts
Every time I rap it's so olympic
Let me do the math and do the linguistics
Every time I do this man I'm gone flip the script
You know that im gone spit this quick
It don't matter what they think of you
It just matter what you think of them
Back up in this shit and I go
Yeah I'm putting a f*cking show
Then I show them how the f*ck i go
I'm diagnosed with that Diet Coke
That means that I'm gassed up
That's bad luck you done passed up
I'm the master I go faster till my cash up
I'm a hazard
My flow just seems precious
Let me do an impression
I seem to go harder whenever I'm in pressure
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I spit just like this hoping to impress ya
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Way down that's just how we play now
Put them on a greyhound
Then you know we stay down
I've been on the way now, way out
I just hold the weight down
Writer: Edgar Montelongo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid