44 More (Remix)

[Verse - Nick F]

The day has come and it’s time to show ya
That my bars are deadly you finna seize
And the fantasies of bein’ the best
They will be realized you finna see
I spit the real life that I have lived
I‘m killin shit so literally
This shits a breeze I was born to do it
Like Eminem I do believe

That I could reach the stars if I aim for em
Can’t fuck with her if she ain’t foreign
Hatin’ on me then get the fuck
Go back to the cave that you came from
When it comes to bitches I ain’t one
A rapper that’s better there ain’t one
You think that there is then name one
I been the realest since day one

Turn 2 bars into 4 Turn 4 bars into 8
I’mma turn 8 bars to a verse and then I’mma spit it like nobody before me
I go from mixtapes to performing
Then to album shit to the touring
You bitches be workin the nine to five
Compared to my life thats boring

Mix it and master it, haters they’ll laugh at it
Think that you better then come take a crack at it
If you want war then bitch I’m a soldier
I‘m the best in the game I already told ya

Step in the spot and they know the name
Bars like Xans they hit the brain
Everything I do is against the grain
I make this music to numb the pain
I am the one that you will respect
I‘m at ya neck, it’s dangerous
I’mma stay the same no changing this
Constantly living on the wild side
I swear to god theres no tamin’ this
This the shit that I strive for
Man This the shit that I’d die for
Just me and the homies I ride for

Rap game, champion
You try to sleep need an Ambien
Takin shots, body bag
Swear you’ll leave in an ambulance
Nick is back, the insomniac
That beat mentality by accident

Pain in the brain, nicotine in the veins
The fact that I’m on it, damn it’s a shame
Life is a race and the way that I play
It’s safe to say that I‘m losin’ my place
Wish that I had all the things that I don’t
Wish that I quit but I know that I won’t
Wish to get better but I only can hope
Smokin’ and drinkin’ the way that I cope
Maybe if I wasn’t just overthinkin’ it
Maybe if I wasn’t just overdrinkin’ it
The lean I can’t ever get over drinkin’ it
Death come soon I keep overhearin’ it
44 more and they filled with voices
This my brain and it’s filled with voices
I may never get to fill the voids and
Maybe Prozac can kill the voices

I‘m on the line like a free throw
Jaws droppin’ no deepthroat
On indica light that weed tho
I‘m the best let that be known
Turn it to summer and I drop 20
Step in the mall and I drop money
Got more streams than ya rap squad, and some
Damn son

Underground, champion
Check the numbers in a champion
Can’t sleep on Nick F anymore but the SoundCloud rappers gon’ wanna few Ambien
Heard my shit, now they don’t snap back

Gave em 44
Now here’s 44 More