MAC Dablacksheep - The Messiah

Right hand on the uh
Right hand on the bible
Right hand on the bible
Flexing like Steph in the finals
They treat me like the messiah
This murder for hire
Baby I been through the fire
I might just smoke em alive
You know it's a vibe
Kush clouds all you see
When you open the ride
You know it's the God
Got my niggas on the field
Like I'm coaching with Prime
I'm straight out the uh uh
Finish the sentence
Play with that beat like I'm
Dennis the menace
I been independent
I'm from the era when
Pendants was spinning
Handle a nigga
I'll split the defenders
This here that magic
When penny was killing
Shaking and baking them plays
You tryna get paid
My nigga then get out them feelings
The real in the building now uh
Got what you need what you spending
Mix it, I whip it, I flip
I hop on a beat and I put on a clinic
That liquor turn me into a gremlin
These niggas turned me into the villain
These bitches turned me into a business
Bitch I was pinching my pennies
Now I run a scrimmage up in Lenox
Ball
These bitches, flaw
I got em dropping they jaws
You nigga is frauds, bitch I'm law
I'm the effect and the cause
You know I'm a dog
Bending it over
She gave me a round of applause
She know that she raw
And if lil mama want the real
Then she know who to call, yea
Bitch I'm back for the sequel
You know I been taxing them people
Don't even ask for no feature
You know I don't fuck with you rappers
Shit at this point
Bitch you lucky I pass you the reefer
I ball alopecia
Niggas was playing I'm like Altavista
I got em preying like I ain't a demon
Blowing that za got me
High with the seagulls
It's too many hits feel I am the Beatles
I'm bout to Run up them numbers
I've got a couple of hustles
Got this lil thottie that swear she a hottie
Might leave it in her to
Fuck up her summer
Og told me if u tryna pop
All you've got to do is
Get out your bubble
But shit all I know is the struggle
Taxing on erthang baby
We ain't recording for nothing
A Milly, uh
Young nigga after a Billy, uh
We got the wave in the city
I'm kissing babies signing titties
I feel like Diddy with shimmy
I'm sipping henny counting Benji's
I'm really the goat the Fendi
Whipping a Ac like a Bentley
Bitch it ain't on me it's in me
You want it let's get it, yea
What I got to lose shit
Man y'all got to move
All I see is red, I'm hotter than June
What I got to prove, I'm not in the mood
The illest lion in the zoo
I'll turn a rival into food
I'm on the rise shining like a fool
I stg this a mood, yea

Written by:
Ahmad Henderson, Mason Capel

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