Cerberus Flow (feat. A Luv & Jr.Live)

Boom Pow Check out the style Put some tissues in my shoes to fill em' up to walk a mile All the expectations for the boy to make it it's Amazing but it's crazy haven't spit shit in a while Where designer like it's Fila Walk in closet got so many bees on top my Shoes you'd think I'm living in a beehive Zack and Cody trynna live the suite life And any nigga talking shit upon my name Can kiss my fucking be-hind Just do it like Nike You don't wanna fight me Your views are not an argument I'll win from simply rhyming Lyrical murder I could say I'm better they say high key Had to take a break from drill to talk my shit in 90's There's so much animosity that I don't know niggas Talkin' shit niggas never like to show niggas Asking around it's evident my lyrics are superior Hear me out Carefully checking the presidential room interior F*ck it I'm just rapping and snapping I'm back to rap against the masses badly battling actually Mad at the fact that I'm Talented you're bad it just happens I've been rapping since I was seven with a pencil And a pad and you was Laughing at doodles I mastered the movement You tried to Dabble in music you're mad I could do it My lyrical collaboration when they rap they go stupid You'll bite the apple with the MAC the way they handle computers Life come around full circle uh Talkin' down to me they'll leave you laying red and purple Shit You know I don't miss I like to handle situations with fists Other niggas throw hissy fits Feel like Freddy in ya dreams wit Rugers and a K My demeanor get meaner when you add reverb and delay I don't wanna hear rebuttals from a nigga that got music Where he rapping still don't got nothin' to say Nigga Started off with lint and now my pockets it got cheese Niggas they be on internet pretending every week uh I done seen my own friends turn into my enemies And with that being said I'ma cop a 44 and squeeze The music The rhythm The fact that I'm a leader The population knows that I was here before the meet up If you testing all my gangster half of that you might get beat up I made a formula for fuckin' bitches with they feet up Alphabetical I do the A and not the B Pockets filled money but somehow it's a low economy uh Putting my lyrics and I mix it with a fire beat Nigga had the gun but he died on the floor ironically uh If necessary was a person I might need it But bitch if that animal bit you Then why you freed it? Repeated words does it signify that you mean it? If I said I was better than you we'd have a heated disagreement Grateful I'm able 496 The label People believe what comforts them telling mythical fables I proceed to go bop along the rhythm dancing on the table Even though life is tough I'm still considered stable Hang around with idiots you might become a fool Hotel has the the word "Hot" in it "el" stands for cool Formulate a team and come up with a plan to conquer you Excuse my Delusional lyrics that confused you Old producer with a brand new interface and new booth For Eli I'ma sue who Ever abused you And just like my nigga said he a Lyric Guru All that talkin' doesn't seem to correlate with what your views do Delete it Erase it I might as well embrace it Cause shit haven't you heard that life's a bitch and she could take it And no I do not believe in the saying Fake it till you make it Cause everything in life does require a bit of patience I'm the illest nigga that you ever seen Don't you make a scene Knock him out his Mike Amiri Jeans We could make a team Having money isn't what it seems Living in a dream I could show you how to get this cream nigga When I'm at the top of the mountain You niggas dropping off Take the taker under your casket So we could Brock it off F*ck it break it up On the count of three do a summer sault I don't drop the ball You could say you won but I never lost When I talk you better shut it I'm riding with a knife I'm not a kid I really cut it I f*ck her then I tell her it was nothing I just go around the country Got a limit with no budget ain't no time for a discussion Oh you looking for concussion? I promise nigga I'm prolly fucking with a hoe that f*ck a lot of niggas I'm just a honest nigga Throwing up your mommas dinner Rollin' up a blunt then waking up to count a lot of figures Oh no Wandy why you got the big bag And not those? I just really like my Dorito Nachos I be moving like my name Should be Pablo But I know that I am the man Like a Vato