Shadow work Lyrics

Yea ay yea

Lala lala

Hold up

Broken records fucking up the rap crowd

Plan to balance the game quit the cap now

Sound like crickets you hear in the background

Said you dope but you aint grind a mac out

Independent artist I m the trap house

Plot on chocking you out until you tap out

I got the halo effect

I'm blessing you from all these angles bitch I'm an angel

Aim is potato but I'm not missing I'm hitting

You sitting and quitting my niggas don't fit in it shameful

What they bringing to the table

We be feasting we be eating and it's super tasteful

Please tell me what do you need bitch I'm a plug like a cable

Don't need a label

Catch me in the back puffin' smoke

Catch me om the track with my bro

Won't catch me with that bitch giving me throat

Can't just have one girl I gotta have both

Mary jane mixed with the bottles of rose

Only just started but feel like aa pro

Only still young bitch I still gotta grow

Bitch I'm a king I'm just earning my throne

Still on my flow getting me known making her moan

Puffing that MJ till I'm stoned I have the best day when I'm alone

She make her neck break on that dick she take my soul she a criminal

But I get Stright back to that money making gotta booked up schedule

I'm at the point where I really make it

Working everyday just to get a payment

Stocking tools and filling papers

Got two blunts smoke one for later

Run up the bank vault stacking papers

Got a money bag now I'm money saving

Count up the dollar signs, grinding patient

I cant wait till the day I can say that I made it

Till that day comes imma suffer greatly

If I struggle now imma wipe the slate clean

Making music that's been banging lately

I've been really hot since before I was 18

I never leave I'm the last out artistry crazy I'm spreading like pastels

Drop hits after hits in a row, I'm making quality like I'm Van Goh

Broken records fucking up the rap crowd

Plan to balance the game quit the cap now

Sound like crickets you hear in the background

Said you dope but you aint grind a mac out

Independent artist I'm the trap house

Plot on chocking you out until you tap out

Paka be hot like a sauna

Fire up that sticky marijuana

Got a lot of problem pour another round up

Bought another bottle then I sip

Break the bud I'm burning the crip

I'm a stud look at all of my drip

Keep a gun on the side of my hip

Just begun making all of these hits

(She a slut) wanna slob on my dick

(She wanna fuck) told her I gotta chick

(Keep in touch) though she might wanna hit

(She a freak) but I need a keeper

I drive a Bentley she got a beamer but mostly in my dreams yuh

Yeah, I'm a dreamer I've been manifesting like everything (yeah like what?)

I've been putting in that work best on earth ever since birth

Music is why I'm on this earth

Glad that I'm making with smirk

See all my old bitches wanna lurk

All of my new bitches wanna flirt

But I make sure she know my worth

Be never going down to the turf baby no!

Lala lala yea, lets go!

Two sacred baby lets go!