Spitty - Peel Cypher (feat. V!LLAH, TheOriginalGurv, aryan maybe & Dexray)

Who else this dedicated disciplined and demonstrative
Who else this balanced brilliant born to fail but built for greatness
Who else this skillful mental willful special
Bigger better standard setter never settled
Now my fruits of labor smelling fresher
Oh the greatest inside of the greater TA
Gradually paving my place every day
Making paper from a Paper Mate
Give me a second I'll take a plate
You cannot stomach the dirt that I've ate
Taking right off I ain't taking breaks
Used to break change now I'm changing fate
They love to plastic wrap the rap that wraps around your hat to have it manufactured back into the spoon the gloom they love to feed you
I like to let it bloom we came from doom and suffering and my kin forget to breathe and intake everything achieved that frees you
We made it out the pits
The upside down of the six
Seen so many stranger tings danger been lurking around me a fog I can't lift
But I came from nothing so I'll take whatever is coming I'm cut from the grit
I got to grind I cannot quit I got to go till we all get to win
I got a win, elevate I'll do it again
I am not stopping till I'm worldwide ESPN
Breaking news they watching every move like CNN
All about the new beginnings because this isn't the end
You win some, you lose some
You get some, to do some
I'm done with excuses
Who said you can't do none
I've been through the hardships
I've been through the gruesome
Say toughen up soldier, thick skin yeah I grew some
2023 now they screaming my name
You was stagnant, I was growing we aren't flowing the same
Grinding smarter not harder I've been toughing my brain
Only see with tunnel vision
Cant be blinded by fame
Never underestimate
I'm a come and demonstrate
Learn a lesson educate
Take the leap don't hesitate
Monkey see, monkey do they go replicate
Spitty with the hot fire sweet and spicy Villah marinate
The times coldest
Bars floating on top of our head
Words spoken
And you know it
We making our bread
If I got to say something I would say it direct
And if my name is in your mouth
You better say it correct
When I'm shooting the Canon
You call me TOG
Make you freeze
Not police
Pictures are a masterpiece
I do everything like I'm Master P
Just pulled up in a new whip
I'm never ever gon pass the keys
The way I put masala on the beat
Got you weak in the knees
And now Spitty on the track
And he spitting with ease
Spitting the frees
Together we be spitting degrees
Spitting debris
Duck down before you hit with defeat
This shit was easy
I'm breaking to bring you the best
I got to show them the flex
I got to kill you to rest
Now I feel like banging my chest, yeah
Take a look at the size of the pen
I want a tick and talk on a whim
And win again and again and fill them with venom
Cause I got the remedy better me
Cleverly levelling sediment heavenly relevance, one sec
Meditating on a mountain
Wrap myself in youth like I found the fountain
Lion lounging
If I'm hungry I'm pouncing
Taking it back to the way that I used to
Pressing the juice out like I'm fruitful
Pour it into you too
Fall in love with the essence
Look at you drown in depression
I'll get you out of it
Lotta men don't survive the consequence
Way too heavy and I'm not proud of it
Keeping my head under water like hippopotamus anonymous
Praying to god I get out of it
All this anxiety haunts me
Got to show love to my aunties
Remember their battles like poppies
Way too many innocent bodies
Become an example for kids
In ten years I guarantee they'll be sampling this
Cracking the construct
Look into eyes of the monster
Only way to live forever is the will to die a martyr
I grace places when my name in utterance
Winners nod like it's money counters stuttering
Mention anybody probably god body, the g's large
It's me the dawg Spitty of course the course opposite of coarse
Buttery smooth
They don't speak to bread, they fighting the grain, what did they do
They gained nothing, they stay comfortably stuck as a loser
They toasting their accomplishments without accomplishments, they too confusing
Why you tell me to show
When none of them show and tell
The crowd is secret admirers
Peak 15 the audience
With 100k streams, it's whatever I'm just pointing out the obvious again
Fuck watching numbers, even if the range football scores, my chin crimson
It's all because the grind keep double V12 engines
Light suspension, but never hit the corner like my friends did
Too invested in these long run on sentences
The type that give you 25 years for the rap
Murder he wrote giving the quotes, but I need a milly flat
Mandem gotta call me old McDonald how I'm giving back
Cause If I ever get the chicken, feed the block until it's fat
We all eating, facts

Written by:
Dexray Robinson, Gurveer Kathuria, Lankesh Patel

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