LIME

Mwanie Got it from the mud I can always show you how How I beat the odds with the devil on the plough Look into my eyes if you wanna see me now How this young underdog turned into a cash cow The story of my life is on the mic and when I spit this I give my heart and soul and God will be my witness I've been a hated dawg it's crazy cause they listen They're painting pictures of my life that I ain't seen yet I've seen the dark side shared the devils eyesight Cause when I wanted death, ain't no Church to ask why I felt the pain in my chest, I watched my pride die Calling niggas ain't nobody I can trust now I hold my own, ain't no pastor on my right side I know these niggas they be phony when I write rhymes Quoting niggas hoping I won't ever punch lines They told me they be jelly funny they're on top already You know it's bomb first I'm coming like I'm Makavelli I got a wicked flow, I've been sharing Satan notes And when I go, I got the angel on my head stone And when you go, you got Hell that you call home Got it from the mud I can always show you how How I beat the odds with the devil on the plough Look into my eyes if you wanna see me now How this young underdog turned into a cash cow Got it from the mud I can always show you how How I beat the odds with the devil on the plough Look into my eyes if you wanna see me now How this young underdog turned into a cash cow I always knew my life would turn to be a bomb threat Checking niggas, break a leg and I can bomb first It's Machiavelli in my thoughts and in my process I know these young niggas never get this content I pull up in your thoughts, sleep, I'm a nightmare I'm the realest nigga here, and its quite clear Cause all my peers out for clout and they're quite queer And I can demonstrate my flow ain't never giving hate Unless you're coming in my lane, then I can kill a man With the hottest flow, ether, never spare your soul I make the rappers turn to pastors claim they're serving God But I be chilling on the low, never biting flows Cause in my death is only when my soul could ghost write And I can kill you with a verse without the known hype Who the baddest? I'm the baddest when its called blood Who the baddest? I'm the baddest when its cold blood Got it from the mud I can always show you how How I beat the odds with the devil on the plough Look into my eyes if you wanna see me now How this young underdog turned into a cash cow Got it from the mud I can always show you how How I beat the odds with the devil on the plough Look into my eyes if you wanna see me now How this young underdog turned into a cash cow