major league

Singer:banks, lloyd

there ain't no way out it

baby

the streets been calling me lately

infatuated with payment

the feeling made me go crazy

avoid the frauding and phony

you meet your maker mistake me

reflection of the bros that came before me

fuck you

pay me

uh

chronic by the cases

out here counting faces

ducking

dodging cases

large amounts to fazers

handing out the vapers

with the cars they gave us

bottom to the majors

made a job for haters

uh!

they don't want no smoke with 'em

been a problem already

and you don't want the underdog to get light

gotta go heavy

i'm fresh up outta a fewsome

their bottom losing on entry

lyrical bomb essentially

cookie smooth

blood out the benzie

uh

i lose my mind

too much resting

time's out went empty

i done bully these niggas flows to protection

high-powered mc

woke up in all competition

it compliments me

with practice

shout out to century

starting my rhyming frenzy

i barely wipe the hate gone

chillin'

feet up like draymond

you ut in that work you stay long

warrior is my parade song

callin' your props

your fame's gone

you were raised wrong

i dun lost my marbles

traveled back to space for 'em

heavenly minded tape form

for the love of the evil dollar

i need to holla

life's a heffa

been dreamin bout 'em

new schemes are horror

seperate from the team of power

blue dream and sour

here's to the greenest hour

my verses is a m16s a shower

fuck you gon hold up the leanin' tower

i beam and pow ya

none of you punks gon stop the show

block moves like hakeem around ya

ogs stuck on gorilla glue

horror mix the smoke

push my hand in a cino

pulled a 100 grand and hit them folks

line ups will cut all the bullshit out

keep the clippers close

land of the broken borrowers

niggas stealin my shit the most

i do and i'm ripping through walls like andy dufrane

thoughts of a missing screw brain

i'm bruce wayne

calling me getcha booth flamed

i don't care how trends change

still rock a loose chain

boredom on top the food chain

fall on the spot ka-boom range

same energy different coast

decades now of designer i'm dishing close

pop and scale enough bottles to swim in those

i've been ridin since windows rose

joinin rings and timbo souls

call your king

my intro gold

heart of me's never been so cold

gossips a bitches role

men move around in silence

planted feet on rappers neck still

mannequin challenge balance

i'm damanged and silence silent

images arounded stounded

thinkin achor

one of you shift handlers bout bout it

new lp

i'll bring the glory back and neutralize the corny rapping

cruisin over lappin

discography keept the shawtys mackin

discipline the wrong reaction

leavin' you in the sporty casket

niggas only cool in this era

back then they'll all be average

there ain't no way out it

baby

the streets been calling me lately

infatuated with payment

the feeling made me go crazy

avoid the frauding and phony

you meet your maker mistake me

reflection of the bros that came before me

fuck you

pay me

uh

chronic by the cases

out here counting faces

ducking

dodging cases

large amounts to fazers

handing out the vapers

with the cars they gave us

bottom to the majors

made a job for haters