Dimes ft. NxMad Lyrics

Dismantle this beat with these sandals on my feet can't hold a candle to my flows too hard to handle derrick Rose I rose through the concrete

Raised in the heat of the sunshine state this weather make people go irate

But I weathered the storms whatever forms lightning strikes every time I hit the booth

In the coupe dreaming bout money since I was a youth

I ain't there yet but these bands coming soon

This just the preview wait til I break outta my cocoon

Working too hard

on my days off

Trying to end better

I started off

Bitch aint picking up

Move on to another

Line em up

Like im first grade

Im making more

Than my teacher made

She ended up

As my dinner plate

Clean the house

Like its shark tank

Grinding all my life

To get paid

Fuck nigga

Be afraid

Im tired of all this

Clout rap

No peace treaty

Im about that

Umm

Shittttttt Y'all trying to get me mad

Scranton strangler got the game in a chokehold

Even in the freezing cold bars heating up my soul

24 carrots I'm on the hunt for some rabbits

Flowing like a river my mouth foaming like I'm rabid

Keep feasting on these beats like 02 lil Wayne

Leaning in and out the pocket no promethazine

In the City of Angels need to find different angles to craft some cheese gonna need more than Singles

Put in all this work with the pen and the pad

Tryna get a different life that my dad never had

No stress no seeds cool as the ocean breeze

Thankful for the game cause hip hop is what I breathe

Don't bet against me

Your sure to lose

You dreamer but

Life on snooze

I'm self made

A day in my life

This ain't a fade

Google me

The checks reign.

I'm walking around

With the Yeezy socks

Poppin off

Like I'm Tony hawk

Run around with the majors,

Stocks

Got something for the streets

But it's jabbari

Eating calamari

Fresh off a boat

Like one of the isles

My resources in abundance

I'm the killing joke

Fresh fit on

It'll kill a roach

I'm the chosen one

Like Malcom in the middle

Plotting

Hitting up

I'm In breaking bad

Niggas want the sauce

But I'm cooking it

In the lab

When you lose a bad bitch you fall to your knees

I'm always on top like a breeze