HURRICANE Lyrics

Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop

I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop

The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked

Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked

Dark but shine in the night time

Divine when I write rhymes

My mind isn't right why

Listen to niggas who never even in my position

My pen I been pickin it up so much my limbs an extension

My limits left lickety split

These niggas claim they him but the henchman

Eventually a stain you a hinderance

Amazed at they ignorance

I may come set ablaze to they picnic

Patient indignance

Pay I need a raise in my riches

A baddie I can bathe in her britches

Pick up the pressure up until the point I'm impressing investors

Ain't need a lecture my intellect end up surpassing professors

Life is a bitch then I'm hittin that shit until both of her legs sore

Stacking my chips why in the fuck do you think I needed a connect for

Knife at ya neck for certain

Curtain closer in person

Head or led both are blowers for purchase

Don't hit my phone talkin bout shit boy you know what the word is

Uninterested that's unless brodie spoken for currency

Currently too wavy my flow is the current

I mean for real if you don't pay me yo soul a disturbance

Bro from the past I know he mad he would scroll on my verses

Now way I rap is with a flow that ain't no one rehearsing

Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop

I murder till they heard it they prefer ya mane drop

I'm brown and sweet as syrup when I serve the plate hot

From my email to converter till my vertebrae pop

I been tryna be somebody and that's word to basegod

I drop and then repeat and they see me they nod

Make heat and I be keepin it make sure it stay hot

They quick to say my G O D you'd think my name God

Niggas mad at me because I got the same shit they got

And double the results even if in the same spot

My winnin is infinite never finished brain locked

The commitment to these sentences sit till the page rot

You put up a hunnid bricks I still ain't shoot a shot

I spit that the fuck is this you spittin that

Yea I got a couple bars but still ain't makin no face drop

Arose like pac from the concrete we came from the same crop

Stop

Slick wit words like I work at a puppet show

Up the flow niggas hurt I emerge wit a hunnid mo

Tryna get me to quit like tryna flirt wit a buffalo

Work till certain I'm purchasin a bundle of bungalows please

Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop

I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop

The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked

Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked

Said

Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop

I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop

The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked

Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked