Circle of Willis (feat. Lofsky & AyoNoDeji)

(The greatest art show on earth) (BREATHE) (ELiXR) Rippin' off your bra with my teeth, yeah what's up? Stay shitting on the opps 'cause we never had enough Holding my baby like I never felt love Even when I wasn't shit, yeah, I knew I was the one Yeah, I breathe this Know me, I can never ever change Bitch, I bleed this Rap shit, it really in my veins Heaven ain't shit, and I ain't tripping on fame F*ck with those pussies, imma see you in the flames Imma see you in the flames Throw 20 racks at it like it's pocket change I can never sign for a motherfucking chain Stewardess tryna talk dirty to me on a plane Watch my sign, bitch shut up We got guns and that pussy boy run up Yeah, my ex said got a brand new cut up And we still getting money at the sun-up And she do what I want when the sundown Still stroll out to Dallas, and to H-Town Bitch I'm a white boy, but this ain't no 8 Mile I count rack after rack for these freestyle And my bitch, she my bad mamacita This is LV, I used to rock FILA Boy back up You ain't built like this Risked everything in my life for the crib Most hated rapper in my city, I'm the shit Now the opp dead, it's a celebration Ripping off your bra with my teeth, yeah what's up? Stay shitting on the opps 'cause we never had enough Holding my baby like I never felt love Even when I wasn't shit, yeah, I knew I was the one Yeah, I breathe this Know me, I can never ever change Bitch, I bleed this Rap shit, it really in my veins Heaven ain't shit, and I ain't tripping on fame F*ck with those pussies, imma see you in the flames Imma see you in the flames He fell off like, what a shame Puffin' za bitch, huh different strains Never tripping, 'bout to pass a different day Never tripping 'bout a thot, got a different bae "How much for the kicks?", gotta estimate Why you talking shit?, you a little man Deji flippin' packs, he was a middle mane Meant to say the middleman Lotta people talking shit, but I don't give a damn I can barely breathe, I just finished 7 grams Ran it up, and I ain't do shit That's a silly band If you don't f*ck with the camp, then I can't shake your hand Well, don't you understand When I'm stepping out, you better fucking stand When I'm stepping out, you better put your hands up I've been broke and had to get my bands up With a UK hoe, she got bands up But she rude as f*ck, she got no manners Deji wanna know like "Mrs. tryna get a band huh?" I see it's not working out for you Change your plan up Nigga change your plans, yeah Nigga change your plans, yeah Nigga change your plans, yeah Nigga change your plans, yeah Ripping off your bra with my teeth, yeah what's up? Stay shitting on the opps 'cause we never had enough Holding my baby like I never felt love Even when I wasn't shit, yeah, I knew I was the one Yeah, I breathe this Know me, I can never ever change Bitch, I bleed this Rap shit, it really in my veins Heaven ain't shit, and I ain't tripping on fame F*ck with those pussies, imma see you in the flames (BREATHE: The Tape) (BREATHE) (BREATHE) (BREATHE) (BREATHE)