The Progress / The Best Lyrics

One two three for five (Yeah)

This way we fight (Ey)

Double entendre in every line

This the way I write yeah

Homie don't play me no games sike

Might fuck around, make a mic catch flames sike

You can only see me when you buy a ticket

Get a big bird in the sky fill it with the kerosene

Shit so overused got me cursing and cussing no fuckin discussion

We soon feel eruptions

Predetermined outcome like corruption

Fuck a buncha haters

They seem just roasted

When it is like eight years later

I got more achres

Bigtime chilling, grill a stake on his favorite plate yeah

Fuckin 'em up is easy but

Keeping yo speedometer to the ceiling is appealing

But you really gotta feel it when the flow come

My G, been on the down low now slide over ice like it's highkey/hockey

Shit ain't just happening so gimme the time to go lock in

(Talk with self, thought it helped, now we well)

Lyrics been stackin 'em like they boxes

Mind free like a bird can't go and box it

In with the smoke now out with the stress

Give you the toke now give em the rest

My shit is gold now believe I'm the best

Keep it a hunnid I keep myself humble

The reason I never go stunt on wannabe cunt (Cunt)

Wanna be somebody, to do it the new way

Fuck a blueface hunnid I'm a need all you Twoface gone

Yeah it wouldn't be bad

Fuck what they said

They didn't give two fucks, 'bout who fucked

'Bout who sad, bout who cap, and what not and who not, and whatever

Believe you the best, believe he the best

Believe she the best, believe we the best

See for yourself, he for him self

She for herself, yeah we for ourselves

See for yourselves

Yeah

Do what I gotta do times three

One for me, two for me, three for me

No shit for free,

Yeah I feel the heat we run the streets

Sly snakes playing high stakes

In the high grass, get your high ass

Back home, they bypass, these morals

It's sad but there many just like that

What to do about it just keep calm when they take that piss

Drug test on the late night shit

Fuck rest got the stick in fifth

Cops like the pigs in the mud get flipped

Off with the hate off my shoulder this trip's

A lone one, better climb that

Now go son and go find that, what you want that time passes

No rewinding classes

With the paddle on the floor is where you find me bastard

Got a lot goin for me when I shine like VVS

See me next, hit the play button fuck the previous

This is what I do, when I see the stress

Douse it in fire from the mics that I'm here to bless

If this is like a spelling bee you better be

Prepared, P-R-E-P-A-R-E-D, prepared for the reaper

R-E-A-P-E-R, R- like riots, like rebels, ey we boutta cause some trouble

Hear my voice in the treble when I make all of your ear drums tremble