Wins after wins when it comes to my life BITCH

This better than most rappers on the radio, good shit fam

straight fire I dont even know what else to say except this shit slapps

I bet his favorite rapper is Gyps or felly 

Lyrics:
Pull up at yo motha fuckin fuction
Bumpin' something 
They all make assumptions 
Look at the so called rapper while I'm grubbin
You soap opera bitches ain't even in the running 
but I've known 
Gospel with the god flow
Pimp Mindset Imma digest 
I invest time for a craft Imma die with Try and test(Braa) no biceps 
That's just how it goes in the Wild West 
You can find me in the mountain tops 
I'm off everything feeling like the captain 
I see all yall that point and laugh but one sec I'mmma be the one laughing
All the fake shit drop give me headaches 
And I stay stacked up wit da aspirin 
Its a, White salt lake kid wit da flow bout to put the whole world in a backspin or caskets 
I'm askin the master its passion they lackin 
and me I would end my whole life for this rappin, 
A factor of magic, 
a sack of the grass 
keep my mind at its best and my thoughts are relaxin. 
Fuck that Imma stay Hype 
Pussy ass bitch prolly suffering from stage freight 
Cheif wit the kicks and the snares and the bass line
Bitch See the mu fuckin merch get name right OH LORRDDD
I ain't slept in like a god damn week
Still stay strong still pray for the weak 
Tweetz still spittin bout the vans on his feet 
Livin hippy life steady whippin vans in the street 
Whip whip it 
On my vibe 
Preaching scriptures 
oh my god 
Sin no repent when it come to my lies
Wins after wins when it comes to my life

We bout to throw UT on the map
We just doin us we ain't never looking back
But in due time I'll lose my mind and yall so blind cause the game is trap
Yall sell dimes but Im in need of a sack? 
I be so clean when it comes to the claps
Pink codeine make my mind go black
And we'll all stand up but we so laid back 
Ayo I heard you got a problem but I ain't hear it from you 
Mufuckas makin money master miracle view
Miracle whippin' in the space seat 
Cruise down state street 
Tryna vibe with yall but stick to lyrical roots 
And for now I'm a god damn ghost 
Bow to the preist while he bring yall the host 
Bump my shit go deaf that's most
Eyes stay cleared yall see through the locs
I see through the magnifying of absences in the past life
Mad defining and astericks on the last line
Asking tigers about advice on the back nine 
Ashin black shit on the back of a rabbi 
but I maintain flawless 
Jawin and ballin and you can hear the boss man callin,
I need some interest bitch, so make me interested I handed you a 20 I need 50s or some Benjamin's. DAT SKRILLA

Watermelon Man (prod. Chief)

bars bruh
@ripdaydream
ethan@ripdaydream.com

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