Mykel Chris - REF V5

Let me get it started
Ever since 11 man, I wanted to be an artist
Ever since 11 man, I wanted to be the hottest
Look at my eyes, why u spitting that garbage
Said Fuck is a mill, that ain't no deposit
This shit designer, I think you should watch it
Dancing on me, so I'm checking my pockets
Ass is so fat, I might come outta pocket
This a rollie, I might order more
After Hiatus, might do Audemar
Im in the VIP, no I can't do the bar
Out in LA man, I “totaled” a car
They call me a rapper, that's just how we are
They know I'm a trapper, that's just how we are
Chris Do You think You best, By far
Everything I do, I'm doing it large
Lead by example, I'm giving it all
I'm in cut, I ain't kicking wit yall
Move how I want boy, I feel like the law
Just put up 50, put Chris on the wall
Prayed for it all and I got it all
Use to just want me a job at mall
Use to just write all these lies in my songs
Sat wit Atlantic, I knew they was wrong
Fuck up a check, I know I'm next
I took a shot, boy that shit wet
Blow me a tech, trip up a ref
Blow me a tech, Shot at the ref
Sometimes I'm weird, paranoid
I got a mental disease
I do not trust you
The people you be wit
Be looking so funny
My mind ain't at ease
Inhale, blow wit the breeze
Chris ain't banging I Fuck wit the B and C's
She snap chatting after taking the D
Still rolling after popping the E
You ain't balling after throwing a G
I caught a case and flew right overseas
I caught the play and put it on a beat
I Need a maid boy, it's been a long week
And I need the range use to price out the jeep
Use to cook work, now i chef up a beat
How many niggas done took after me
How many niggas I feed on these street
Fuck up a check, I know I'm next
I took a shot, boy that shit wet
Blow me a tech, trip up a ref
Blow me a tech, Shot at the ref

Written by:
Mykel Ambers

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