Game In My Palm
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Living in this Metropolis cannabis blunts are bottomless
Soaking up all my common sense building up all this tolerance
I don't be giving a fuck about a co sign I'm taking apart my own mind
Digging to find these cold lines like old times
I just been banking on living my life like I'm chillin and taking it slow
Making the vision happen giving ideas the time to grow
Picking up flows that I've never dropped before no one knows
Will I get too high to get low will I get too fly or get slow
I ain't poppin in my city but belive me I'm litty
Wifey pretty got real tiddiez no body fuckin wit me
I been dropping lyrics in this hemispheric area
No one can bury the Theory no body fucking with me
Put em all on they back I'm rollin up another sack city of trees we call it Sac
Might be capitol city but it ain't no cap you got my back
That's that shit total recall when you hit my piff
gotta rewind when you hear this bitch kick me down five when you get a sixth sense
I'm high as shit
Game in my palm ain't no way ill ever drop that
Bee's wax drippin on them rolliez how we top that
Lane never crowded when you move how a boss act
Flame in my verse turn a whisper to a jaw crack
Game in my palm ain't no way I'll ever drop that
Bee's wax dripping on them rolliez how we top that
Built from the grit every scar got a call back
Game in my veins no shame just a raw track
I represent ASP and SCA when it come to the beats we do not play
Everything we do and say correlates we do not wait
I'm kicking the door down making it pour now look at the sound I found
It's imminent war now hitting the floor down on the ground and pound
Taking them on the round about so they can't figure out how we got in
Dreams locked in but the sleep stopping won't be poppin off we drop in
Got my stylo like chili cheese frito smoking Greedo cause the weed I enjoys not just green tho
Bang bang drumming on them trash cans wake em up
Feng shui move em all around shake em up
New slang we all used to hang down at the Corner store
Clap clap you so dramatic who that performance for
Smoking a blunt but never be popping a pill never be talking to coppers still
With a rock em sock em drop em drills real steal be coppin feels
Cleaning up mopping trying to make honest deals I'm on the real
Trying to be dripped golden grills where the ice cubes make them the coolest steal
Game in my palm ain't no way ill ever drop that
Bee's wax drippin on them rolliez how we top that
Lane never crowded when you move how a boss act
Flame in my verse turn a whisper to a jaw crack
Game in my palm ain't no way I'll ever drop that
Bee's wax dripping on them rolliez how we top that
Built from the grit every scars got a call back
Game in my veins no shame just a raw track