Hit Ya

Yeah I'm boutta rap, I ain't coming with that fake shit Made this beat in 10 minutes, Really glad you played it Ain't worried but the rating, Ain't worried bout the hating Ain't worried bout no Sucka MC who's signed to Satan Just sayin, Make this music straight from the soul I'm a Artist, Watch when I'm really in the flow Tatted on my arm homie Think Know Grow I'm an independent artist who don't need to show Nothing but the skills, Hitting all drills, Till it's game time It's like, Everybody wanna blow up off the same rhymes So lame, Yo it's like they got the same mind Same pen and pad to write the same lines huh I ain't following that act though Working on these Assets, Building up this CashFlow Call me Picasso, I paint a perfect picture If you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya And if you didn't catch it now, play it back and let it Hit Ya