Bet On Me (Radio Edit) ft. Kaot & Spoke In Wordz Lyrics

Yo

Give me the mic so I can spit it off the head again

I'm still a renegade and sicker from the medicine

Forget the ones who said I've never been a veteran

I'm everywhere you never been and better than I ever been

No sweat, gotta kick back

Fitted hat to the back with a six pack

A big sack and the mic booth pitch black

Elevated so you know I spit a sick rap

Boom bap with the beats to kick

You know i gotta eat got a feast to get

The only type of true crime we commit

Spoke In Wordz kill a verse but he needs to quit

Can't stop cuz it won't stop

Stay afloat til the flow drop

Same street but a road block

While the haters still suck like a blow pop

No bars

Free flow

Don't quit

Gotta G.O

Fangs out

Beast mode

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Kill em and get 'em into another type a mind state

The villain is in him and now I gotta raise the crime rate

Fill em with venom and then I flip into a primate

(Fill em with venom and then I flip into a primate)

Wait - call on me

I see the competition but it's RIP

The only thing I feel GOOD

I'm all in bet it all on me

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me

I'm from the Midwest, Denver Colorado

Got the north side on my chest

Standing outside with a blunt and a bottle

Everybody knows that I'm blessed

I show up b**** I'm a pro to the test

Keep my enemies on they toes like a centipede

H** you're a guest

I got a flow but you gotta know I'm a mess

I got a chrome but you got a home no address

B**** a** with a phone and a dress

Better watch your tone I'm intense

Should've known I'm a killer when I'm in a zone

Sinner, but I loathe in my flesh

Will I be alone? I don't wanna know

Cuz of it's a no I'm a yes

Got a bunch of hot rounds mother f*****

Domino's I am fresh

I'm a toast to the sesh

You gotta let 'em go just to let 'em know who the best

This a battle cry, you don't wanna die

Better pick a side mother f*****

You don't wanna ride you a sucka

You don't wanna die better pick a side mother f*****

Cuz I'm the mark of the beast (Hey)

I'm the heart to the beat

Even with my shoes I am hard to defeat

When I'm spittin' bars only makes it hard to compete

You get ripped apart guess you really are what you eat

Sitting at the bar with a drink

I know what you are

You are not hard cuz you're weak

Wanna be a 'Pac now you're just chalk in the street

Bet on me I make a million

Better than ever looking at me like a chameleon

A veteran never will ever see like a civilian

Just settling in not really ready to make a zillions

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me

I can bet all of the riches that I ever had

If it wasn't for chasing paper you wouldn't be so sad

If you thought you had a problem I'ma double what you had

Haters thought they had an option now they crawling like a crab

B**** please better bet on me

At the poker table or the L.A.B.

Give a f*** about a hater try to tell on me

Catch him chillin' wit a bad lil B.A.D.

You'z a sucka and you mad tryna hate on we

Smoking Colorado w*** but I stay low key

It's another type of fad , but it's still OG

Comin' from the 307 to the 303

One two when I come thru

Three fo with the free flow

Put it down for the people planting seeds

Letting all the w*** grow

Why you looking threw the peep hole

While I'm trying to shoot a free throw (Swish)

I'm just chillin' with my people, yo

I'm just chillin' with my people

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me