16raheem - NO HOOKS v2

This the shit I write so I can show em when they asking spit a
16 boy I know that you be rapping really
I be chilling in my denim gimme nomination
Best from the denomination, top to bottom
Like denominator
Welcome to the conversation
Wait for graduation, autonomous moving always
You in my section expecting you keeping namaste
Spit the same type of verses that move the congregation
The back doors got tints think I'm up to something different
Man I be so hype that I'm interrupting
That's outta pocket like Deshaun Watson
Cool, calm, collected with my vices like I'm Don Johnson
My head locked on the game in a full nelson
I brought it back like I'm pulling punches
The can of worms cracked now you opening the lid
It's all backwoods and frontos you smoking mid
Frequently freaking out so they can check my frequencies
Supporting ain't a thing it's free, you can see
I'm estimating I'm doing numbers no mesmerization
I'm the artist and the manager so i get the extra payments
Yall ain't productive, y'all don't want it for real
I'm from a mindset you really work as hard as you feel, about it
My brain writes and my heart can make the jurisdiction
If my brothers down bad you know I'm hurting with em
Fuck 12
The clock skip it like the time zone switching
I tried rapping all my problems but the mic won't listen
Only writing on some paper when my iPhone missing
I was born in 02 my third eye still twitching
I put my whole vision inside a nitro piston
I'm sick, I took some ginger ale and Nyquil with it
Your chances of outdoing me are slight bro listen
It's like the bird box river when your blindfold ripping
When you not hype in my presence,
It's like trying to go to Skyzone chilling
What am I doing with this ice no telling
Maybe I might go melt it and get a nice lil million
He's flaming, somebody tell the chef that the spice won't get him
I'm the, type go get it, I ride no ceiling
Above my head, so much light that I might won't fit in
I'm tryna reverse my pockets get a Lipo Fill in
They look at me like a giant when the light post hitting
My shit insured to go commercial like the Geico lizard
I let the females chase me i don't fight fo feelings
Fee fi fo, skunk from california we might go
Rap like a psycho, with a knife, no healing
These rappers wearing tight clothes, I'm on a tightrope kneeling
Uh
I'm too emotionless for this i keep on moving weary
But still not teary
Nut now they listening to me the way your conversations all be getting heard by siri
They used to hate on me, but now they revere me
I speak the shit sincerely
Don't know no other way to do it
Another cousin born i gotta show em how to do it
Moving fluid never book smart but always knew i knew it
I was street smart and common sensical and never stupid
I can show you how to fit in when the pieces not congruent
Show you how to get your money up and grind to it
Show you how to follow your own path and don't follow
I been shaking wit rage now I pop like a coke bottle
I be writing verses like it's no tommorow
So I'm tired and empty, but no not sleepy hallow
But I'm still in the winners circle and they gon have me run for president
The way I talk is elegant ooh shit I'm in my element
I kill beats for the hell of it
And give no fucks; I'm celibate
Been writing this for 5 minutes how i get ahead of it
I travel with a pack of steam I'm tryna get a head of it
Big body I'm moving shit like I'm Nikola pecovic
Keep it a buck when i was 10 knew my attention deficit
Couldn't stay on the track like a rail road that's wrecking shit
Only time I could put all my focus in a test if it's a mental one like writing verses better than my bestest shit

Written by:
Ibraheem Azam

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