Blood Remix

[Intro]
Yea
Mr. Rap on the Way
It's worth the wait

[Verse]
Ok trapping all alone, they left Kevin home
I ain't never ever trap at home, fuck was Kevin on?
They gone prolly gone tell you I ain't right I ain't never wrong
She feel like I'm never home, I feel like I'm never gone
Mail it to him woke up to some money but I slept alone
Demons knocking on my door is the Devil home?
I've done got addicted to withdraws I need methadonе
Every rhyme in, evеry song perfect timin, metronome
I ain't never been the type of nigga that get left alone
You should know if she hung up on me it wasn't no telephone
Money talk Rosetta Stone, enough to put Salt-N-Peppa on(that's a mill)
I found a key and set the tone
Told em walk em down and get a chain these niggas steppin stones
I ain't got no opps niggas dead and gone
This shit rip through vest n all Flesh-N-Bone
Nigga I might go Herringbone, he don't even wear his own
Actress how they Sharon Stones, but carry on
Baby ain't no pressure I've been pressing on
Even when life was beating me down like Larry Holmes
Know I kept that pain bottled up its Dom Pérignon
I'm running shit like Zeke, I'm out here running shit like Jerry Jones
Louisville's very own, I got us yall
Nigga they say my daddy was a pimp you know where that apple fall
I might front they BBLs but they gone work they asses off
Don't know what the fuck she think, she don't get no pass at all
Gone sell pussy I sell Hank, bitch it's raining cats and dogs
Wasn't no casting call, soon as I called some action I had went from playing basketball
To out here trying to make everything from rock I went Neanderthal
Skull and bones, cannon ball, talking birds shippin
I saw everything the captain saw
We ain't never slacking off, backing off
Any nigga cross me can't come back across
He said come and get him cut his tracker off
I'm standing tall, overall, 99 Tacko Fall
Alpha dog, ex miss how I used to slay her bitch I'm Santa Clause
Supreme sticker, on the blicker, its Dianna Ross how it sang
Told em I'm connected like I'm Panama
Told her if she can make it disappear then she can have it all
Save her name under Cinderella cause we had a ball
This shit make me laugh at yall
These niggas can't rap at all
I don't put my phone on DND I just don't answer calls
Feel if I tell ya, I gotta kill ya, I can't answer yall
Lord if niggas coming for my top I pray that ladder fall
Yea I want to see blood
Soon I touch that pussy she say I wanna be good
Nigga what?
Shit feel so much better when you get it out the mud

[Outro]
Tayk Nigga
Mr. Rap on the Way
(I deserve a Grammy, Oscar, and an Emmy)
It's worth the wait
This shit easy as fuck