Spiel Lyrics

I stopped smoking weed

And started smoking rappers more daily

These rappers don't phase me

I'm 3 Stacks meets Martin Scorsese

I'm good fella, when I get to speaking on these tracks they gone pay me

Like I'm on Wall Street and I'm the wolf of the pack but not Haley

My future brighter than it's ever been

We even out the odds and lost a few but gang forever win

We killing all the competition, bets to get the stretcher in

And fetch the family reverend

Your funeral procession is the next event we stepping in

I'm waiting on my cue dog

Then I'ma point the red dot at his nose

Cause he rude

Off the nigga if he lying like he Bush

Took my shoe off

I'm the opposite of Tinashe's hit song

Bitch I'm too off the rails today

I'm thug too

Tony Hawk's Underground on PlayStation

I plug too

Meet me in the park and don't move

I keep the play stationary nigga, only if I want to

And I don't need no gun fool

I'll beat yo ass strictly with this kung foo

This shit that I'm kicking is flames

Marshall law couldn't stop me

Imma get a tech in the game

Niggas try to box me out

Then I'm Steve Fox meets Rocky

Pete Tosh meets Marley

Detox to clean the body

Reach for war, you lose your army

Swerve to keep the heat off me

All these verses be lofty

I reverse it when I be parking

So I can peel off

I'm cultured like jollof

I run it till my heel off

I had to hit up J57 to get this spiel off