W.B.K - B L A Z E

Let me not mess this up
Like a barber when that head get cut
My bars been sharp
Niggas better know what's up
Refrained I'm back
Not tamed now all y'all done
I was sitting back
Making big racks
Like 3 stacks
Call me daddy fat sacks no cap
Rainy days
Rainy nights
Putting in work
Tryna catch flight like I'm uh
I keep it 2 Real
No Chains on me, ah
Don't need fame
So you know I can't stop
Set the bar high
You ion even wanna try
And climb that shit
Bear crawls up
Yall not that fit
I laugh as you fall off
Y'all rap like, yall ain't soft
But, your girl made ya cry so hard
Now ya balls gone
No pride lost ya man card
Traded everything in
Now you trans like Caitlyn Jenner
Niggas be fake
Like baked cake
Swear Anne Mae
Would've hit em
With a Left hand
I been the man
I, get on
To get it
I did it
Took back one time
Just, to kill it
All you wanna be rappers is finished
I said that shit but it ain't my business
Ahhh
Nick knack patty, Whack give a bitch a bone
I'm the man yea the man on the throne
I was up on the moon
Now it's time I come home
Found my way
I was in the zone
3rd year here
I ain't never been cloned
My skill ain't made
It had to be honed
Flow so sick yea ibu-pro-fen
This shit won't stick
Yall skills needed mor-phine

Written by:
Deron Culbreth

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