Flow
Astro
Living reckless, be perfective
Check collector, getting fly
We them deuces, beating looses
Game is dead but we alive
Party poopers, straight no schoolers do
That’s cool is hard to find
Hitting targets, it’s enemy to move your ruler with my line
Getting dough, it’s a whacky show,
Got girls gonn shit, eenie miny mo
They warded down, you drowning wet
It’s me I’m tryina find nemo
Got a littla buzz, tryina find me mo
With a ...swag and an amish flow
Fuck from dark, I bring that spark
But y’all just dull like the irish cup
Remote cedar, leave them dudes bring blues to your cruise
Like mo better
Spike be my nickname
Leave with speed and I switch lanes
Speed limit on infinite, tea when I’m this peace
Ain’t got energy to reply to enemies
I’m an og, you a centipete,
Let me stump my feet
Sent the beat and I work flow out
Pe on my ep, proove y’all can’t see me
I repeat, y’all can’t see me
Unless you happen to be in front of tv
Easy like I sound bone thugs on my...
Harmonies to the beat like all you be
Exclusive tag at the bottom of the tea
But I keep it clean, pro no finity
Rocksmith, cedric it’s see, der
Gift to the pavel, reaching the barrel of the brooklyn bears
If you dare, we in hell
Spitting it, living it, giving it,
All haters save your shots, cause I won’t pass em the bull
I be grimey cause I be remembering things
And I do not remember you giving me change
Penny, nickles, from quarter orders to drink provided force
Wasn’t known, now I speak green like I’m in the forest
I’m on the scene like the nice puff and..
I’m the go and it’s impossible to cope with all you horrors
Look closer, I’m a prodigy, with a harder flow
On a harder beat, and I’m hard up in the streets
When I’m hard up in the streets, they salute me with they heads up
You the type to go to the hood and get your head bust
Trappers, brooklyn’s finest, you could find us, at the top
Hip hop’s outstonish, geniuses, enormous kids
You the mark keep but homie we the bizz
From dead broke to work something
Go so hard that I might hurt something, hurt something
I’m killing the game like I said before rappers stay out of my lane
I’m killing the game like I said before rappers stay out of my lane.
compositores: Astro
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Check collector, getting fly
We them deuces, beating looses
Game is dead but we alive
Party poopers, straight no schoolers do
That’s cool is hard to find
Hitting targets, it’s enemy to move your ruler with my line
Getting dough, it’s a whacky show,
Got girls gonn shit, eenie miny mo
They warded down, you drowning wet
It’s me I’m tryina find nemo
Got a littla buzz, tryina find me mo
With a ...swag and an amish flow
Fuck from dark, I bring that spark
But y’all just dull like the irish cup
Remote cedar, leave them dudes bring blues to your cruise
Like mo better
Spike be my nickname
Leave with speed and I switch lanes
Speed limit on infinite, tea when I’m this peace
Ain’t got energy to reply to enemies
I’m an og, you a centipete,
Let me stump my feet
Sent the beat and I work flow out
Pe on my ep, proove y’all can’t see me
I repeat, y’all can’t see me
Unless you happen to be in front of tv
Easy like I sound bone thugs on my...
Harmonies to the beat like all you be
Exclusive tag at the bottom of the tea
But I keep it clean, pro no finity
Rocksmith, cedric it’s see, der
Gift to the pavel, reaching the barrel of the brooklyn bears
If you dare, we in hell
Spitting it, living it, giving it,
All haters save your shots, cause I won’t pass em the bull
I be grimey cause I be remembering things
And I do not remember you giving me change
Penny, nickles, from quarter orders to drink provided force
Wasn’t known, now I speak green like I’m in the forest
I’m on the scene like the nice puff and..
I’m the go and it’s impossible to cope with all you horrors
Look closer, I’m a prodigy, with a harder flow
On a harder beat, and I’m hard up in the streets
When I’m hard up in the streets, they salute me with they heads up
You the type to go to the hood and get your head bust
Trappers, brooklyn’s finest, you could find us, at the top
Hip hop’s outstonish, geniuses, enormous kids
You the mark keep but homie we the bizz
From dead broke to work something
Go so hard that I might hurt something, hurt something
I’m killing the game like I said before rappers stay out of my lane
I’m killing the game like I said before rappers stay out of my lane.
compositores: Astro
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