Malik Da Prince - IN SYNC

Aye
Woah
Me and my brothers we in sync
Drip like we in sinks
Rap for a minute this shit been my instincts
They be with me 'cause I'm finna do big things
Think about me when she sleep, she got big dreams
I might just cop me a glock with a big beam
He send a shot, it get blocked, cannot hit me
I'm on year three I been rappin' since sixteen
I was down bad in the class spittin' sixteens
Fuck what a bitch think, I'm what a bitch need
I'm with my brothers you think you gon' bitch me?
Took a lil' break but I'm back, did you miss me?
Niggas all talk, what he finna do, diss me?
All in my face what she finna do, kiss me?
Prayin' to god, Can you ice out my wrist please?
Got her IG cause' I thought she was pretty
I had to block her she asking for Fenty
She must not know that I'm broke
I'm with my brothers we throwin' up fours
Still entertaining these everyday hoes
I cannot shoot for no regular goals
He said he solid, he really gon' fold
Most of these rappers ain't real as they pose
Shout out my people been watching me grow
I been the man this the life that I chose
Pen and the Pad this the life that I wrote
Tired of livin' my life on the low
Might go on tour, livin' life on the road
Niggas be lame, live they life in they phone
I'm gon' be great, live the life of a GOAT
You don't like me, you just might have to cope
Go overseas I might slide on a boat
Cop me a beam I just might have to tote
Niggas be talking that's not really how they be rocking
It might just be up when I see you
She said she love me but she just exploring her options
So honestly I don't believe her
Niggas be hating, that fake love is funny as fuck
Cause the hate wasn't genuine either,
Run up the bag, and run up the cash
Till I got the money to cop a two-seater
I'm tryna run up the racks, aye
I gotta run it up fast, aye
They fell in love with the raps, aye
I'm pullin' up with a mask, aye
You can get cut like an axe, aye
I'm still the man on a bad day
She listen to me on her bad days
I'm gon' blow up no cap, aye
Ok they know I'm gifted
I been on a mission
I just want a Benz Benz
G wag for my friends friends
Why they in my business?
Really I don't get it
Music be my sixth sense
Throw up fours no sixes
Throw up fours no sixes
Yeah
Bitch, we throw up fours no sixes
Bitch, we throw up fours no sixes
Ain't no sixes
Aye, Woah, Aye
Throw up fours no sixes
Yeah I throw up fours no sixes
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye

Written by:
Rahsaan Foster

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