PSA Lyrics

Who is you?

Who am am I?

I'm the pinnacle of fly

Pinnacle of really high

Niggas cheat and bitches lie

I fear God and being broke, not a nigga nor to die

So everyday a nigga wake, yes I got paper on my mind

I can't go like most these niggas and be broke at 45

My mind feel like that bitch is made of iron, that bitch fortified

Please just let me get my shine while you just hate and mortify

My bae like damn I'm glad you grind, but bae it's more than pape to life

I say look bae it's one thing for me, and they can't take a thing from me

Cop a O down at the dispo, let them keep the change on glee

Niggas want me on they beat, but I can't slay a thing for free

I don't need or want no help from niggas I'm a different breed

So I can't even cap, no disrespect, yes I'm a charge a fee

Need at least 200 and that's now so get it while it's cheap

Cause when a nigga hit the keys I promise that the price is steep

Treat these niggas sower but my bitch get treated really sweet

I'm a renegade, I ain't nothing like you lames

I'm more built like Cassius Clay, and you more built like Fannie Mae

Feel the world up on my shoulders trying to get my family paid

So I hustle in the Sun and you can catch me in the rain

Hustle in my Timbs and bitch I hustle in my Js yeah

Hustle like I'm Kobe in the 4th on every play

Nah I hustle like I'm me and that's on me like everyday

Nothing like you motherfuckers and I'll take that to the grave

And I feel like it's only me that could be standing in my way

Feel suppressed and shackled down, but watch me bust up out them chains

Thank the Lord for all my blessings, and thank God for breath today

If you fucking with my blessings, then I'll take your breath away

Niggas hating on the kid, I don't know why, like what I'm doing ?

Probably slumped a nigga bitch or cause I'm big head like I'm Stewie

Either way thanks for the hate that let me know that what

I'm doing got me balling like a nigga was a bruising Boston Bruin

It go down like Royal Rumble watch me stand atop the ruins

I am real, I'm no illusion, bums succumb to the conclusion

That I'm gifted with my Lyric and I'll clear any confusion

That my work not worth a milly and I'm gifted with this music

My name Lyric! and the spirit in my lyrics when I'm doing

I swear most these niggas losers, and they built just like some users

I do this shit a little smoother, I don't need a school or tutor

And sit back and watch the viewing as I manifest the future

Bitch, swift how I'm moving, me I win and niggas losing

Me I grin, and bitches choosing, shoot a movie, like I'm Clooney

Need a Milli I pursue it, like that bitch on Umizoomi

She say she liking what I'm doing, flexing hard like trumpet Louis