Sparta

[INTRO]
I-I just finished my tape like two nights ago
Yea Say Tunka gon’ be crazy fasho I promise you that
Yea uh yea yea yea yea

If I ain’t in your top ten then who the fuck is you listenin’ to stratch that wait I’m in top five wait I’m in top 3

Come on
Tired of carryin’ niggas I guess I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder
Whatever don’t kill you make you stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep like sparta sparta

Bring back the X and O I ain’t talkin’ football
Any nigga tried me they know that stood tall
He ain’t took a perc’ in three months having withdrawals
Talkin’ bout small ball they know that I big ball
To be honest I don’t condone in the shit talk

She take the pipe like a pipeline uh
Opp niggas sittin’ on the sideline uh
He talkin’ shit imma pop mine uh

Ky said don’t fuck with these serpents
We havin’ riches know they pockets hurtin’
I found my flow I found my purpose
Know this shit to easy like staples man

Personally I will not take disrespect
He talkin’ smoke not gon’ slide with that TEC
The game on lock and I’m gon’ come for they necks
Tuh my bro just gon’ take off they heads yea

I don’t know who the fuck you listen to
Gridin’ all year ain’t no pit stops
Gang got a beam he ain’t missin’ you
Mhmmm

If I ain’t in your top ten then who the fuck is you listenin’ to stratch that wait I’m in top five wait I’m in top 3

Come on
Tired of carryin’ niggas I guess I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
And I know’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder

Whatever don’t kill you make you stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep like sparta sparta

These niggas hate me I know it
They ain’t gotta say it they show it

These niggas jealous I know it
But they cannot hate ‘cause I’m growin’

Yea I gotta fan base
Keep feedin’ heat like they haven’t ate
She eat up my nut like parfait
Boy you donkey off the day like Charlemagne

They say Tunka hard and I’m here for it
This the shit I shed a tear for
These niggas fake like a decoy

I get these racks now I’m in charge
She wear them shorts with her ass showin’

Keep the streak goin’ I can’t bring it down I’m like beastmode
You know you ain’t harder then Tunka what you got a mic for

If I ain’t in your top ten then who the fuck is you listenin’ to stratch that wait I’m in top five wait I’m in top 3

Come on
Tired of carryin’ niggas I guess I’m the Michilean Man
And I know she get tired of fuckin’ with niggas ‘cause she tired of fixin’ a man
I’m already knowin’ this shit get wicked
None of this shit here goes as planned
Had to find a way out I didn’t have helpin’ hands
This shit gets harder harder

Whatever don’t kill you make you stronger stronger
Gang run three hundred deep like sparta sparta
[OUTRO]