Rickie B. - Flip (feat. Lavon)

Give me space
Give me space
Make some room and clear the lane
Before I break
Keep the crowd
And be surrounded
Yo demise will start
Cause ain't space around you
Between you and them I can't see a difference (Facts)
That's not just my opinion (Facts)
Based on no one ascension (Facts)
You exactly like yo competition
Now calm yo tits
I'm teaching you to be a beast
When eating
Never bite the hand that's feeding you
And we ain't sleeping till we reap our due
Collect money just like that chick sleeping next to you
Wit no job and a baby due matter fact
Collect money like the front office when rent is due
Then build and flip it
Like white people
They going to think we cheating
Like my team full of created dudes
New wave
Let's get straight to the business
Who say that I ain't bout to kill it
You crazy just watch how I flip it
F a baby step, I ain't kidding
Grown man moves
You can feel just how close that I'm getting
Even if you watch me from a distance
Preview
like I'm Ja Morant dropping 50
Now watch what he do on the Grizzlies
If he avoid injury
I'm trynna get rich enough to build a base
Breed a bunch of artists
That could drop & get a platinum plate
But first I got to do it for myself
Cuz how I'm supposed to teach you somethin'
If i never did it anyway
And at the same to do it independent
And keep God as the center of attention
And keep rapping like it ain't nobody business
Cuz the goat said hearing ain't the same thing as listening
I ain't lying nor tripping
See what defines my mission
Don't match up with the times I live in
It means that my purpose
Got to match with the vision
Like you smoke to get high
Well I rap for percentage
But in the detail I don't rap for attention
But to get it means the platform gets a lot more bigger then
It would mean that I could save a lot more Quicker
Introduce you to my God & that's a job well finished man
I gotta be invested in the long bread
Take a year or two off from even flossing
I'm just as excited to see the losses
Just another step in the makings of a boss
Oh you ain't bout building yo wealth (Trash)
Oh you ain't helping yo community
Oh you ain't out educating yo own kind
Good as dead, boy you the type to get auctioned
(That means you a slave
I thought we was past that)
Oh we is
And ain't no one stopping me
Not till my bank account
Look like the lottery
That's on my blood
And I'm flooding in arteries
I gotta vision
So I'm the anomaly
Sky is the limit
That's word to astrology
That is psychology
Thesis Hypothesis
Been up in the game for a minute
Show me the respect, I forgive them then I hit them
Oh you thought there was a game
Hop up in it then I kill them
Yea I'm in it for the fame
But I repent then I'm forgiven
(So I'm chilling)
First Plan never worked obviously imma switch plays
This trauma got me thinking strangers walk wit a switch blade
And new niggas built like origami inventions
They hell of a fragile and they broke but what they rocking expensive
(I know)
And he ain't got a dime Broz
Got them feelin stupid
Do it with my
Eyes closed
And I'm only getting colder
Like I live in Tahoe
Like I'm in 30 degrees
And I'm wearing a poncho
(That's enough now)
Give me space
I said Give me space
And clear the lane
Before I break
And Imma flip this cash up
Before I wake
I done doubled the stash
So imma triple the weight and I just I j
Never mind wait for the progress
Story ain't finished, you won't get the concept
I lately been eating, just wait till I digest then
On you niggas that think it's a contest
I'm really invested
I'm here for the process
I'm swifty like Crawford
And good with the hop step
I made sacrifices
Like I'm Pocahontas
I talk out my neck and got
No orthodontist
I'm birthing niggas
Now they worthless to me
They disoriented
Get a surgeon unit
A lot of people tell me
I should bite my tongue
But a nigga be talkin'
Like I'm allergic to it so

Written by:
Larry Howard, Rickie Bailey II

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