Sixteen Sessions, Vol. 9 Lyrics

I'm more than likely

One the best people

That you've ever heard

Call him the greatest

For lack of better words

Tryna put my feet in the pavement

And leave my steps on earth

Because reading he was here

Don't really seem that effective

Verse, seeing the print

Then believing it's him

This is God like flow

I go from three to a ten

From the clouds I coast

With Smoake Beats in the wind

Who overseas like them

Ain't no one even my pen

Don't got an overseer

Niggas that know us

Know that we jolt the needle

Costa Rica flying

We dying to see what's over there

Hope in year three

I'm prepared weeks

No worries

Downing all the boos

But making sure that the cheers lead

Pair me with all of the greats

Talk of my taste

I got an ear for this

Heritage starts in my tape deck

That or an A-Track

Hit pause just to play it back

It's Hip Hop

Put me where the stars

Or the stage at

Put me where the stars

Put me where the stars

Put me where the stars

Or the stage at