Ox

Lyrics

Black sunny roads, cash money hoes Gas money pass fast money trash bummy clothes Rap money Nasdaq money tax money grow Bad bunnies fat ass honey stash money go Black monkey flow, stack money rolls Hash money brown bag money crack money stove Craps money in the back money clap money pro's Craft money make you laugh funny cash money cold You gotta get you a grip Spin the lottery ticket too many pockets to fit It's five o'clock in the morning and somebody's on my six It's 12 o'clock right in front of me on the block with my kicks I'm never shocked at the way that these people shake with the ship To shift your shape like a weasel is this the fate of a king Yo shorty show me a reason to change the way that I act I don't want no love from you let me just keep it a stack Thats a fact sun it feel like the Iliad when I build I don't deal with idiots cause them idiots get you killed I deal with the spirits they deal the lyrics that's in my will Sitting by the river look at the pyramid on the bill Odysseus in that Oddysey Took the hand of the gypsy read my palm tried to swallow me All I see is history slowly slaloming obviously RIP Nipsey RIP to Jimi and Prodigy Make a wish on a star You'll thank me later after you receive a kiss from a God The navigator the holy re-calibrator the Faun The agitator the one who removed the brick from the wall I'm that nigga for sure homie you gon' see What it is, who I am nigga that's what it's gon' be Like Galactus the planet sit in my arms reach Army jackets you took a turn on the wrong street Art of rapping I copped the book from a teacher Sweating my technique, you need to follow the leader Son you zebra I'm a cheetah yo you Krillin I'm Vegeta I'm a villain I'm a seeker plus a dragon like Machida Sun I'm Derek fucking Jeter I'm hitting them home runs How I'm swinging for the fences you know that I want some Who doesn't you fucking bugging for not respecting the kid When bro was locked in the pen you was plotting on how to win