MIDDLE MAN Lyrics

Put it like this

TSA shit

I know they gon be pissed

We gon die rich

Gold on my tomb

Just so they get the gist

Gold on my team

Ain't no second guessing

When I'm dreaming

Appointed like Urameshi

I can't kick it wit 'em

If this shit get Messi

Up in the sky

Like Kareem with the wrist

How do you look?

Think you running with us

But you love taking

Them days off

Ninety two 'till I die

They ponzhi scheming

Cannot stop what I made offf

Number one pick

In the field

Every summer

Just know we not cut

From the same cloth

Crybaby throwing temper tantrum

Going ghost

Like I'm Danny need the phantom

Snapping like cannon

What I'm planning

Not from this planet

And I just crash the landing

Hardest knock kicking the door

Feel like Annie

Feed the family

Then I'm stealing Grammy

Just like taking candy

On these niggas

Fifth of brandy

'Bout to come in handy

Taxing Uncle Sammy on these

Cut it out

Every given Sunday

Had em running routes

Underground

And the mainstream

Look who coming now

How you trynna give me the run around?

Everybody think they the star

'Till the sun is out

It was red in his eyes

And the bank account

Bank on it

Ain't nobody could

Tell me shit

There they go

For my soul

Trynna sell me shit

Architect and flip

They gon be sick

How many

Times

Do I really

I gotta tell these niggas

Put it like this

TSA shit

I know they gon be pissed

We gon' die rich

Gold on my tomb

Just so they get the gist

Gold on my team

Ain't no second guessing

When I'm dreaming

Appointed like Urameshi

I can't kick it wit 'em

If this shit get Messi

Up in the sky

Like Kareem with the wrist

Just a bunch of cornballs

My shit like Warhols

It's a war outside

All of my shit immortal

Imma need a hundred racks

For the fee

Coming like Hiroshima

To the league

They really thought they was safe With the lead

Wait for the three

Rest in piece

To the middle man

Mini me's

Biting

Flicking the flea

I never really felt defeat

Like a parapleg

Fuck an opp swine

Like a pair a police

My time really divine

Signs from the man himself

Where i'mma be?

Wanna know the where about?

Ask your bitch 'bout the name

How she wear it out

Always deliver

How the plans getting carried out Why they switch sides

Looking scary now?

Shit and piss on competition

'Till they going missing

Going fishing

Got my palm itching

With the world in it

Pretty ass jumping

With the curls in it

Do the math

Multiply by generation

After generation

Don't compare me

To these cheap imitations

Face to face

With them demons

Had me facing

Safe to safe

It's cut the middle man

Got no time to wait

Put it like this

TSA shit

I know they gon be pissed

We gon' die rich

Gold on my tomb

Just so they get the gist

Gold on my team

Ain't no second guessing

When I'm dreaming

Appointed like Urameshi

I can't kick it wit 'em

If this shit get Messi

In the sky like I'm

Up in the sky like I'm

Back on my bully

'Cause they ain't get it fully

Automatic

I stayed Melo

Under the hoodie

She misty eyed

No cierra she

Tempting the goodies

Started mobbing

Steady buzzing

Now they asking would he?

Could he go all the way

No Chris Burman

Burn like urns

'Till we far exceeded the earnings

Only ever asked God was it my turn?

We bumped heads

And broke bread

When the lessons learned

Was losing sleep

In the night

With the cold sweats

To lose a dream

To some haters

'Cause of poor prep

And people dying

Got you really watching your steps

So we ten ahead

I know that y'all ain't get it yet

So now it's past tense

I said I'm taking all bets

I'm prone to flying

Get to shining when the sun set

And tell my mama that her son set

Wealthy in my soul

My pockets was just some later bloomers

And it was coming all along

I shoulda prayed sooner

I can't regret it

Like I'm wishing just a day sooner

I told you everything I should have

Years passing like some days

Young niggas out the city

We just trynna make a way

Like Derrick rose again

I'm like Jesus to the grave

And I to think

Years prior

I was stressing bout some grades

Don't blink

And miss ya freedom

Still acting like a slave

Still got faith in the flows

While them other niggas caved Damn