East Coast Prodigy Lyrics

And I never go to sleep I grab the pen and the Keif

I'm writing bars for days they become obsolete

I knocked the streets, Cuz getting bread is valid to me

I Gotta fashionable team, we wiping hats to the feet

And I got facts to speak, I change the whackass scheme into reality

I'm getting straight to the plot, world is catastrophe

I Gotta bag to achieve, and I got minds to free

My minds so free

I'm studying the Adam and Eve, like there is more to seek

And I just hate the fucking government with tricks in they sleeve

And I know God got me, angels watching, I don't really do the talking

Ima pepper up the beat and hating niggas staying salty

Getting hot, ain't talking Taki, niggas steady talky talky

Ima Fein for fuckin green and Ian talking fuckin Wocky

Ima do my fuckin walkie, I got swag like Snoop Doggy

I might walk up Inna spot and fuck up on your fucking auntie

And I never go to sleep I grab the pen and the Keif

I'm writing bars for days they become obsolete

I knocked the streets, Cuz getting bread is valid to me

I Gotta fashionable team, we wiping hats to the feet

And I got facts to speak, I change the whackass scheme into reality

I'm getting straight to the plot, world is catastrophe

I Gotta bag to achieve, and I got minds to free

My minds so free