Rebirth Lyrics

Runnin' round through the city, bitch, I'm just passin' through

Chillin' with my engineer, I'm in a rappin' mood

Bout to stop at JJ's on Cleveland Avenue Can't go out of bed, so I ain't doin' what

all the rappers do Don't gotta ask me if I'ma ride, you know I'm

slidin' too You bout not never slide for a nigga who ain't

slide for you My shooters ready to get on your ass like

they got some in the pool Bitch, I thought you were bad, you got ran

out your shoe Windin' up, bitch, till my feet hurt

On the go, nigga, do your research Knockin' at your door, baby, we purge

Bitch, I'm back, baby, this the rebirth Codin' in my cup like a piece of herb

Jump inside that pussy, baby, feet first All my bitches hot like a fever

I ain't tryna hit, I'ma tease her Make her run that money up her feet, her

Bitch don't come back with it, I'ma leave her OD on a perky, have a seizure

They like, what you chargin' for a feature? Ballin' on these niggas in the bleachers

I don't think I'm human, I'm a creature He ran off on a plug, then she got reversed

Money got me itchin' like a ringworm I'm on a mission, I ain't the other rappers

These bitches nave, Adam sent for the help I'ma keep it up, bein' on it for a rapper

Got college duty guns, bitch, I love to battle Play the game, win the raffle

They mention me, but never Adam Got a set, nigga, tackle

I'm a king in the castle I ain't tryna go to jail like Kevin Hart and Will Ferrell

I ain't tryna shoot you with the gun, but I ain't tryna wrestle

Say you got a nigga for that nigga, I hear you comin' fast

She know I'm havin' all kinda hoes and they don't even matter

Bitch, I pull you off and I ain't got no letter

You one of the ones that help you fight your battle

Knockin' at your door, baby, we purge Bitch, I'm back, baby, this the rebirth

Codeine in my cup like I peace her Jump inside that pussy, baby, feet first

All my bitches hot like a fever I ain't tryna hit, I'ma tease her

Make her write that money off her feet, her Bitch don't come back with it, I'ma leave her

Bitches on my wood like a beaver Run up on me, put you on a T-shirt

Show you how to do it like a teacher Niggas huntin' for you like it's Easter

Know a nigga hot like a heater She my thang and that I need her

Bitch, I smoke the alcohol, it's Vika Hold your soul like the Reaper