Daily Regiment

I roll up lit as f*ck Sorry little niggas can get with us Sorry little nigga ain’t hear you what? My niggas ain’t fake no fear us Marine shit We fill you up Then break you Down Build you up Then take ya crown We trill as f*ck Your own cabinet Might leave you in a bassinet Catch you sleeping where you live at Creep up where yo kids at Leave you leaking out that chin strap I been black at the core Laughing at Saw If grab a gat I’d strap up with the mack or the saw Blast you in ya cap but in the lap of your jaw Then clean the murder scene cause I don’t rap with the law Got my chick doin splits them jeans'll have to come off Got a clip and a fifth only gas in the blunt And ya bitch wanna hit she been asking fa months But Ima stick with my chick she hold my ass down fa sure We get more cash then the store While we laugh at you whores When i make it clap facts she keep asking for more You’d think I’d stay strapped the way I clap back at remarks Snap back on floor Have cats like crap my snap chat wasn’t on Like facts He snapped he raps like a God That’s why I lay back when they be dapping me off Most that shit is an act they be slapping ya palms Then be ready to pawn you off and bring you back to the store Don’t tempt me cause I’m the one, back from the source God bless me I need the funds to bring this rap to the top I don’t stress G I just run on the track like boss Every day sun and rain in the sleet or the snow I make it bang like her legs when I’m beating it slow I make change MLK all I C is a Note I don’t hate I just pray for the day I take my seat on the thrown My pace never slows in the race I’m taking you all To a place you can’t go unless it’s A.O. on the Instrumental Our pay roll gone be monumental Motif and Kas will beat you ass And keep the cash When we meet we heat the dab And breath it back We leaning back Like first class or seats in the back of the Lac CT6 Facts you gone see me Flip Jacksons just to grab one For my dad son from my dad’s son That’s payback for everything that my dads done Since way back he everything on blast but He stayed on our ass and we never looked back Pause We all Gods I know I told you that Allah want you to know the facts Where we came from is the same as the stars That’s why I just aim up until our names in the stars A part of history like electricity that George Washington harnessed Flying kites taking bites of peanuts from George Washington carver Most get overwhelmed by they self more often then not cause To get here takes hard work and perseverance so don’t compare me to them niggas I ain’t no where near them I on a nebula you’ll never come this close to spirit Upper echelon I’m like steps on the Sun get you roast clearly These lyrics be seriously my daily regiment Makes them irrelevant Word to my melanin This Hiiigh power intelligence For my ladies and gentlemen