Walker Road Rosa - Back 4 Vengeance

I be that gritty mothafucka, you ask anyone and they say I smoke any mothafucka
Know you like that tape, you can't keep hatin', see I followed up
Baby treat me like I'm T.D. Jakes, I'm gettin' swallowed up
Bae don't get my hopes up, she gon' do it nasty cause she know I like a slow suck

Fuck them other rappers, they competin' with my old stuff
I jumped off the porch and went and balled like I'm a low cut
He raw this nigga so clutch, I'm on, they know when I get in the zone
Just put your coats on, the coldest ever when I get to slide, bitch, I'm Frozone

I just hit up blunt or homegrown, I feel incredible
Cause most you other niggas ain't even gas enough to smoke on
They tell me I'm too arrogant, but just look at what chair I'm in
They never imagined I spot the spot like Mr. Harriman

Trained to kill, I never learn to chill, so ain't no sparing them
Been coming back for vengeance, they don't wanna see them tempers flare again
So shit its hard to take comparisons
The niggas who don't want it half as much ain't as rare as him

These dime-a-dozen rappers fizzle out, shit be embarrassing
Them songs'll never make it past them people you gon' share them with

Written by:
Jarius Draper

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