Splash Lyrics

Wrist, splash

Whip, dash

Big, bag

I got real cash

I got two fraternal twins call em' mismatch

Wrist, splash

Whip, dash

I was fourteen when I picked up a mic

That was the third best decision of my life

The first was giving it to Christ

The second was not committing suicide

Be careful not to make mistakes with me

Or we might get caught up in beef

Our relationship is fried

I'll change my name to tailor then cut ties

Oh

How could she block me

What a surprise

How did she not see

I'm not like these guys

Uh

They are not my kind

I'm on the rise

When they argue who was the greatest

For a fact they gone mention my name

Pause your thoughts if you think that I'm playin

I don't take this here life for a game

I been so broke at times I felt presidential

I was begging the people for change

Now I'm locked in we going continental

Perfect my craft and attract the fame

I done worked up in all of the stores

What you know about sweeping up floors

What you know about cleaning up toilets

While regular people treat you like they royalty

I won't stop even after I make it

My persona I will never fake it

Man I just gotta keep it a hundred

Hope I can still build me a good reputation

Make that music that give you that feeling

I guess that's why they call it sensation

I would pick her and call her My Girl

But I cannot deal with The Temptations

I want the most streams in the world

That's the entire United Nations

Made my first album no help

A producer cannot get a placement

I could just send my album to a major label

And tell em' to get something shaking

Faking like I got it out the mud

Industry plant

But I'd rather get it out the basement

Roll these rappers in my blunt

And smoke em'

Ironically they the ones that need to face it

I am the one

Don't want a label for nothin

Don't need an Ivy League graduate telling me I'm good enough

I got the stuff

I'm more valuable than diamonds but I'm in the rough

My girl left me in the cold

When the seasons change, she cannot spin back and cuff

Spent countless hours making music

When I blowup call me blessed don't call it luck

By the grace of God I can do it

The Lord gave me two legs let's run it up

Wrist, splash

Whip, dash

Big, bag

I got real cash

I got two fraternal twins call em' mismatch

Revenge belongs to The Lord

It's time for get back

Wrist, splash

Whip, dash

Big, bag

I got real cash

I got two fraternal twins call em' mismatch

Revenge belongs to The Lord

It's time for get back