Beat From Bora. Lyrics

Aye

This beat I got from Bora I think I might've wrote a (Yeah)

Yeah get ready for a the word I'm thinking of is hit

I'm working towards a loaf of that word could guess without a hint

This rap we needed more of it just getting to the core of things (Tuh)

This city came with bigger lights but trust me I was more than ready

A tortoise how I broke up out my shell but kept it slow and steady

Rome Georgia broads all on the street they wet just like a levy

Like is you ready we'll go from here (Right)

This music became my career

The rear just has the cleanest view

Depends on how you move or if you even do

When gave a change you prolly had some things to do

All of the world just seen the hoe in you they so confused

That flock you got defended you they prolly all some too (Excuse me)

Pardon my language explicit's kinda wicked

But they gotta know I'm armed and dangerous (Whew)

With words they gone know where my pain is

Coming from I'm feeling numb

Mistakes I made when I was young

Won't lie that ish just wasn't fun

My mind is (Ha)

Where the war is

The way that this is going I may not need a chorus

Glory is where the glow is

Ya boy know where the dough is

Long as Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

No ghosts cause I'm the one who wrote this

I treat this like I'm well established

Almost like I knew I had it

Demographic head above the surface on another stratos

But without the fear

The stick I had to shift to get this ish in gear

I tell em' they ain't getting near (Woah)

I am

Dedicated and medicated

Fasho (Fasho)

Forever hated I just show the haters to the door

The hero's always die young I am one

They bored so they have no choice but to make fun

A lot that has to be done

Off life could say I'm high again

Spring is here but ever since the winter things been spiraling

My routine is labeled tiring to most

Position's higher than yo hopes

The shots I'm firing are close (Bow)

Range

This beat I got from Bora I think I might've wrote a (Yeah)

Yeah get ready for a the word I'm thinking of is hit (Man shout out Bora)

I'm working towards a loaf of that word could guess without a hint

This rap we needed more of it just getting to the core of things

This city came with bigger lights but trust me I was more than ready

A tortoise how I broke up out my shell but kept it slow and steady (I'm on one)

Rome Georgia broads all on the street they wet just like a levy (Again)

Like is you ready we'll go from here

This music became my career