Bet On Me ft. Kaot & Spoke In Wordz Lyrics

Yo

Give me the mic so I can spit it off the head again

I'm still a renegade and sicker from the medicine

Forget the ones who said I've never been a veteran

I'm everywhere you never been and better than I ever been

No sweat, gotta kick back

Fitted hat to the back with a six pack

A big sack and the mic booth pitch black

Elevated so you know I spit a sick rap

Boom bap with the beats to kick

You know i gotta eat got a feast to get

The only type of true crime we commit

Spoke in Wordz kill a verse but he needs to quit

Can't stop cuz it won't stop

Stay afloat til the flow drop

Same street but a road block

While the haters still suck like a blow pop

No bars

Free flow

Don't quit

Gotta G.O

Fangs out

Beast mode

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Kill em and get 'em into another type a mind state

The villain is in him and now I gotta raise the crime rate

Fill em with venom and then I flip into a primate

(Fill em with venom and then I flip into a primate)

Wait - call on me

I see the competition but it's RIP

The only thing I feel GOOD

I'm all in bet it all on me

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me

I'm from the Midwest, Denver Colorado

Got the north side on my chest

Standing outside with a blunt and a bottle

Everybody knows that I'm blessed

I show up bitch I'm a pro to the test

Keep my enemies on they toes like a centipede

Hoe you're a guest

I got a flow but you gotta know I'm a mess

I got a chrome but you got a home no address

Bitch ass with a phone and a dress

Better watch your tone I'm intense

Should've known I'm a killer when I'm in a zone

Sinner, but I loathe in my flesh

Will I be alone? I don't wanna know

Cuz of it's a no I'm a yes

Got a bunch of hot rounds mother fucker

Domino's I am fresh

I'm a toast to the sesh

You gotta let 'em go just to let 'em know who the best

This a battle cry, you don't wanna die

Better pick a side mother fucker

You don't wanna ride you a sucker

You don't wanna die better pick a side mother fucker

Cuz I'm the mark of the beast (Hey)

I'm the heart to the beat

Even with my shoes I am hard to defeat

When I'm spittin bars only makes it hard to compete

You get ripped apart guess you really are what you eat

Sitting at the bar with a drink

I know what you are

You are not hard cuz you're weak

Wanna be a 'Pac now you're just chalk in the street

Bet on me I make a million

Better than ever looking at me like a chameleon

A veteran never will ever see like a civilian

Just settling in not really ready to make a zillions

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me

I can bet all of the riches that I ever had

If it wasn't for chasing paper you wouldn't be so sad

If you thought you had a problem I'ma double what you had

Haters thought they had an option now they crawling like a crab

Bitch please better bet on me

At the poker table or the L.A.B

Give a fuck about a hater try to tell on me

Catch him chillin' wit a bad lil B.A.D

You'z a sucka and you mad tryna hate on we

Smoking Colorado weed but I stay low key

It's another type of fad , but it's still OG

Comin' from the 307 to the 303

One two when I come thru

Three fo with the free flow

Put it down for the people planting seeds

Letting all the weed grow

Why you looking threw the peep hole

While I'm trying to shoot a free throw (Swish)

I'm just chillin' with my people, yo

I'm just chillin' with my people

Bet on me I make a million

Better than I ever been

Bet on me I make a million

Bet on me