Ja Heim - BOTW Flow

I'm with the gang and we looking for opps, you know we don't shoot till the lights out
Everybody be talking about how I move it's crazy cause I gotta pipe down
And they always be lying like they know the truth you can't even tell what's right now
So I gotta get fried everytime I write cause I always got sum to write down
I gotta get this off my chest
Some of y'all tripping about all the chains I got cause it's three zeros on my neck
Some of y'all hating bout how I'm still rapping but check in my city who's the best
Check in my city who is next
Why he gotta vest on with a helmet when I'm aiming at his legs
Always laughing but it's never a joke
Lil yachty riding round in a boat
I got georgie telling me I can float
I'm going ghost while I ride in a ghost
Going so many places but the weather different so I'm riding around with a coat
So many twitter fingers got my finger twitching I need forty thousand just to cope
I'm bringing static
I'm in orlando because I got magic
They got me pissed so I'm bringing the havoc
If I said I need it then I better have it
I am not shooting the ball ima pass it
I just be flying around the whole the city wit my little shawty like I am aladdin
Underground king, know I be doing my thing when I see the crown then ima grab it
Now I gotta pack
Because I'm going out of state just so I can go and rap
Give me the stacks
You missed a phrase that I said, now you gotta run it back
You talking get whacked
I do not care who you are I will put u in a pack
I need a hat
I need hat because all of the words that you say is cap
Black and yellow with a stinger
I do not play baseball but I hit the dingers
I wanna get diamond rings all on my finger
I'm whipping the pot while u watching it simmer
Wearing nike cause all I get is checks
Do not play with me cause you can be next
Laser sight on side of ya neck
Shoot 'em like carti see whole lotta red
I'm with the gang and we looking for opps, you know we don't shoot till the lights out
Everybody be talking about how I move it's crazy cause I gotta pipe down
And they always be lying like they know the truth you can't even tell what's right now
So I gotta get fried everytime I write cause I always got sum to write down
I gotta get this off my chest
Some of y'all tripping about all the chains I got cause it's three zeros on my neck
Some of y'all hating bout how I'm still rapping but check in my city who's the best
Check in my city who is next
Why he gotta vest on with a helmet when I'm aiming at his legs

Written by:
Jaheim Ortiz

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