ALI3N BXBBA - LIKE DAMN

I post the most shit-posts
While I'm posted on the corner
With the postman
Smoking like I'm Post Malone
Macaulay Culkin, Home Alone
I'm in the perfect zone
To be scoping out some hoes
And spray my cum just like a firehose
Oh shit, no coming close I'm coasting
This be some post-traumatic dope to keep you overdosing
Feel it coursing through your veins, a record flowing in motion
A band that's about to hit the stage
And bust the ceiling wide open
Let's change the topic
Been called the poor-mans prophet
Cuz I just made some gains off a poor-mans profit
Quality it grows, turning pro from a novice
Make a Certified business off of six months of college
Like damn, I manifest & invest
Through strategic elevation, that's the art of success
It's common sense my process calculated in-depth
Generating hesitation is a waste of a breath
These opposites, they envious
They desperation upsets
Never read the opposition as a credible threat
That means I won't ever have an ounce of regret
When these boujees walk up to me
I'm all out of respect
I'm Like damn, you know my pockets stay Steve-O
Jamming out to Uzi
Puffing loud drinking Veno
Hair slick back, mad suits Richard Grieco
Scarface youth bump a line, flip a kilo
From Lamborghinis to casinos
I'm seeing all 7s, Mac-11s for the people
Damn I feel like Ye, this shit bad for my ego
Got these bitches blowing head to make it spray like Tarantino movies
Eh! I'm feeling good as shit
And all these labels they won't sign me like I knew some shit
An independent business, get this product moving and quick
Until I make it out on top, I'm never moving an inch
I'm like damn, I'm never moving an inch
You about to hear about it bitch, like damn
As a matter of fact, I'm about to blast couple DMs on the gram
I'm about to put a little function to these pieces of trash
I'm about to Scrooge McDuck up on a mountain of cash
I'm chemically imbalanced, Frankenstein with the bars
Been call the Iron Giant, how I can tear it apart
I got this swag from Cudi
They'll slap my face up on Mars
With picture-perfect patterned symmetries aligned, I'm the stars
I'll make a dash, then cut it back
I'll make a pass, I'm throwing racks
I'm really really bad, at saving cash
And I'm only fucking with bad bitches who got knowledge and ass
I never had much De Niro, been called a zero
But call me Hercules cuz I'm turning to a hero
Put me on the spot said I'm cool, Sub-Zero
With a Scorpion chain through your chest, that's lethal
Like damn
From Lamborghinis to casinos
I'm seeing all 7s, Mac-11s for the people
Damn I feel like Ye, this shit bad for my ego
Got these bitches blowing head to make it spray like Tarantino movies
Eh! I'm feeling good as shit
And all these labels they won't sign me like I knew some shit
An independent business, get this product moving and quick
Until I make it out on top, I'm never moving an inch
I'm like damn

Written by:
Blaine Walton

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