Like Pun I'm basically waitin' patiently
For you mainstream mothafuckas to be erased complete
My rhymes hypnotize you occasionally
When I'm spittin' live it's amazing to see
You ain't fazin' the G, I'm out for self
It's a day to day routine collecting clout and wealth
Won't stop hustlin' until I make a milli
My rhymes are the best like a cheese steak from Philly
Last week some guy fronted
Just before the battle his ass disappeared like the Ford 500
I hold it down at locations unknown
When it comes to underground I be takin' the throne
For real I set 'em straight
And I can't get a job 'cuz it's strictly hustlin' on my resume
Lookin' at the clock, AM, 2:56
Almost time to get this money, where's the Jimmy Sticks?
Go out and snatch these funds
Be lucky I ain't brought out the mothafuckin' Apache Guns
Watch how quick my green increasin'
G be about that action life like Liam Neeson
Come up against me with that sloppy rappin'?
That's like going up to pitch when Big Papi battin'
Ayyo my flow be sick
If you a mainstream fan your opinion don't mean shit
I be the big prize, and ladies, if you ain't got thick thighs
You don't deserve my dick size
There's only (1) 413, that's where G's at
Mainstream emcee's wack, they need to be slapped
And put back at McDonald's where they fuckin' belong
They don't deserve to be spittin' up on a song
You dumb bitches is fake
I like rap music, that means I don't listen to Drake
My style is 90's rap, when rhymes were phat
G-TEE gettin' a deal? Yo it's time for that
The G's a pro, in a battle
Your ass will get canceled like the Cleveland Show
You ain't makin' sense, shut your clown mouth pal
I rap at a real pace this ain't down South style
It's Classic, Old School, Underground, East Coast
If you're mainstream, you ain't fuckin' with G's flows
Check it
For you mainstream mothafuckas to be erased complete
My rhymes hypnotize you occasionally
When I'm spittin' live it's amazing to see
You ain't fazin' the G, I'm out for self
It's a day to day routine collecting clout and wealth
Won't stop hustlin' until I make a milli
My rhymes are the best like a cheese steak from Philly
Last week some guy fronted
Just before the battle his ass disappeared like the Ford 500
I hold it down at locations unknown
When it comes to underground I be takin' the throne
For real I set 'em straight
And I can't get a job 'cuz it's strictly hustlin' on my resume
Lookin' at the clock, AM, 2:56
Almost time to get this money, where's the Jimmy Sticks?
Go out and snatch these funds
Be lucky I ain't brought out the mothafuckin' Apache Guns
Watch how quick my green increasin'
G be about that action life like Liam Neeson
Come up against me with that sloppy rappin'?
That's like going up to pitch when Big Papi battin'
Ayyo my flow be sick
If you a mainstream fan your opinion don't mean shit
I be the big prize, and ladies, if you ain't got thick thighs
You don't deserve my dick size
There's only (1) 413, that's where G's at
Mainstream emcee's wack, they need to be slapped
And put back at McDonald's where they fuckin' belong
They don't deserve to be spittin' up on a song
You dumb bitches is fake
I like rap music, that means I don't listen to Drake
My style is 90's rap, when rhymes were phat
G-TEE gettin' a deal? Yo it's time for that
The G's a pro, in a battle
Your ass will get canceled like the Cleveland Show
You ain't makin' sense, shut your clown mouth pal
I rap at a real pace this ain't down South style
It's Classic, Old School, Underground, East Coast
If you're mainstream, you ain't fuckin' with G's flows
Check it
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