Flint By Mr. Interlude
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I know you've been searching for someone
To keep it OG and stand on business
We were born to hustle
Fuck that we never gon' struggle again
Never, never again, I swear I'm out here to win
Seen it all from the betrayal of friends
To the of taking a life by the sinning of men
Don't be a bitch, first lesson learned early
First one at the cypher around 7.30
I'm good, I'm great, I'm grand, rest in peace Farley
This shit is lighting to the stove, bout to make it swervy
Hold me accountable, the man of my word
I'ma spend it, I'ma send it, hundred grand when I serve
All the business so legit it shows off when I swerve
From the city where they shooting bricks off, Larry Bird
Back, back, off the porch, back, back to the curb
Where they blaow, blaow, blaow, ballet dance off the burb
I'ma salsa, I'ma dance, give a care to the world
You gon' see my W, we gon' smoke, let it burn
First of my kind, I'ma let my gold shine
Love where I'm from, representin' like I'm Kai
A lion in his mane, you gon' hear it, it's my pride
I'm a front runner, gold medal habit when I climb
Don't tell me where to sign, I'ma piece it anywhere
As long as the gang and the family really, really, really, really there
Did you know there are 10,080 minutes in 7 days
Some get to cycle through those minutes, and some don't
What you do with them is up to you
We recorded music
Back to the regularly scheduled album
You know what I like, god damn it
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your talk is cheap
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your shit is weak, track suit on
Yeah, yeah
Look like I greaze
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your talk is cheap
Whestley from the city by the beach
I'm a dog, I'm a cool mind
Chrome hearted, grippy by my balls
Show you New Balances, I don't never plan to fall
If I wasn't with the rappin', I'd be out here playin
Man, I don't give a fuck
Your label weird as fuck
You're an A&R don't do shit
You're budget, you blowin' it
You snowin' it
I'm skiing by like double I or double L
Making hella O's on my local shows
And I'm really good on any coast
Like Guate and Costa
That place where they grow coca
From Cape Town to Boca
I got love and show love
I break bread, you break crumbs
I'm puttin' on and you playin' dumb
I don't care the cost, I'm throwin' some
Rich boy, you know what's up
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your talk is cheap
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your shit is weak, track suit on
Yeah, yeah
Look like I greaze
Don't talk to me
Nah, nah
Your talk is cheap
From the belly of the beast
We gon' serve up a feast
We gon' have good eats
We'll show em' good service
Tell em' how to be
Let em' have a key
Double up my fee
Show you how I do
Cause you can't do
What I really do
Shout out to my G
Ridin' in the Jeep
Lookin' like a pimp
Gold in my teeth
You actin' like a simp
Stuck on a B
Got a pack from overseas
I'm about to hit the stu
All I need a couple minutes
Then I'm jumpin' in the coupe
Livin' like I'm Joe Pesci
All I know is fuckin' shoot
Shoot, shoot
Shoot