FLOW MAYWEATHER

{Intro} Floyd Mayweather talking

[VERSE 1]
Find a beat
Beat it up
Wanna fight? get cha' gloves
Knock em' all down with the easy touch
Flow mayweather on ya speakers bruh
Going to hard never easing up
Only eating em, when the feeding us
You think steroids is defeating us?
Well your in for a surprise when ya leaking blood
Mop em down sweep em up
We on a roll, you on a crutch
No competition I done see enough
Im crazy money shot Im a nut
Throw a watch in the ear
Ya time is up
First class yall behind can't fly with us
Im ill get ya sinus up
The big ticket you not as fine as us
See ya prime is up
You can't rhyme with us
You can't talk this talk you a mime to us
Im on mercury rising, thermometers
And I kill yall thats why the crime is up
Wrong time to go down
Ya timing sucks
All about deer, I love the buck
Your all on ya knees
You must love to suck
But when your messing with the greatest you must love to duck
Ima wrap em up
Throw a casket up
Ima come to ya wake and
Just clap it, laugh it up
HAHA ya rapping sucks
With a drive like mine why gas em up?
Ima ride to the end better fasten up
Take a look at the charts and im blasting up
Fast as "what?!"
Mayweather mentality
All I hear is "finish him"
Fatality

{VERSE 2}
Cuz im timeless
And they rhymeless
And you want war? well ill bomb this
Im not cocky, but im honest
Put cha lights out like im amish
Where ya skills at? can't find it?
Where ya love at? can't find it?
Cuz I took it all
And I hid it all
Stroke of genius
And I hit it raw
And I plan ta ball
And you can lick a ball
And you can lick it off
Even when its soft
And that don't make sense
But it make cents
Yall getting old getting ancient
Ima black out
Ima racist
Yeah Im so foul
Im a flagrant
Yeah im so cool
Im a basement
Yeah im so hot
Im a flame this
Artist with a target
Aiming for the market
Leave a carcass on the carpet
If you wanna start this
Wait! timeout
Not what Im about
Im a go to work and never clock out
Im a go hard, never smooth out
Im a go hard, you gon go out
Another hit mane?
You gon say owwww
Like its max b
To the max b
It dont make cents
Can't tax me
I need to calm down
Relax me
Cuz I be running beef like a track meet
And im a run the game til they sack me
And im a get chips
Til they hack me
See my defense?
Can't attack me
But if you insist
Ima end this
With a hand wave and a blown kiss
Or a peace sign
Then I resign
Then ima sit up
And you gon recline
And I sound mean?
But I feel fine
Forget you man
I need me time
CUZ I been stressed and I feel threat
I feel it in my chest
Like a bench press
I be buggin' man
Like an insect
Coming for ya neck like a chin check
Ima spazz out
Man who's next
Ima lay em down
Ima leave em dead
Like a movie scene
Im already set
This is just a heat check
Uh yeah
Im just a crazy motherlover"
Incest