Phantom Of The Opera Lyrics

Goddam

Finna get on the beat and go ham

I come for the money like I'm Uncle Sam

I shot my first Tommy when I met with Pam

She eat up the dick go crazy for the cam

Feeling like Martin I need me a Gina

Two guns and they twins Venus and Serena

I feel like John cena I'm fucking with divas

She know I don't need her hit her then I leave it

I'm in it she screaming beat it til she leaking

My flow can't be stopped they listen and repeat it

Big steppa come with gorillas like I'm Caesar

Red dot to yo face no pepperoni pizza

One shot to the face they gone say I'm a reaper

I still pray to God they say I'm a demon

In love with the pussy she like how i treat it

Woah

Better be quiet don't come for me

Allat talking shit never meant nun to me

Give a fuck if you older or not

Nigga stop playing games it ain't nobody sonin me

Pull up flexing the jacket with double G

Say he gone knock me off ain't no touching me

I gave him chance after chance

So the minute he think that it's sweet bullets feed him a hundred pieces of the cake

Going too hard I never need a break

Sneak dissin on me see that's just a mistake

I up it he freezing up like a snow flake

He dead that Nigga body in a lake

We gone Keep it silent

I ran with some niggas that's quick to get violent

We really be robbing we really be sliding

I know me a shooter that come outta silas

Smoked like a pote or some

Shoot his face I call that a hole in one

I was 12 the first time that I load the gun

16 the first time that I blowed the gun at a Nigga

Fuck who I used to be man I'm different

Used to love all these hoes now I just give em dick

Fucking yo hoe beat her down she feeling it

Back then I beat up a nigga for 50 cent

Didn't give a fuck I walked up and I hit the bitch

I'm on the bus beating em up tryna flip the bitch

I tried to tell em shut up he ain't listening

You know I don't like to argue I'm with the shit

I lost a Cuban from hooping I'm trippin

He try to go with his move and we rippin

Bullets gone fly one is making a entrance

Straight through yo stomach and back then we dippin

Oooo he say he rap better than me but he don't

I'm not even in competition

Been killing beats before you started spittin

Stick get to hittin and hitting and hittin

My flow is immaculate

I got a sister that's ready to slap a bitch

Stop allat acting shit

You know that I been a beast with the rapping shit

Bro sending dope I'm just waiting on the packages

When I'm inside you Lil mana I damage it

You tryna grab on the bed get to scratching shit

I got the key I'm the truth with this rapping shit

Fuck how you feel it get real when I'm blasting shit

I'm by myself i don't care bout no management

ATM still be the mob with this rapping shit

Me and skate keep making hits back to back and shit

You play that shit at a party they turning up

Spit so much heat in the booth I be burning up

I beat you up bout respect you ain't earned enough

My Niggas know it ain't may they be working for

I'll send a blitz hit a lick then we turning up