local - bleak heaven lyrics
aaye…yes ah. aaa aye…
i heard em talking on my name you would think i’m lou hamer
they rocking fannies n they think they funny might just nuke it
blow them off this land left a n*gga spinning think he puking
ambition large make the sky small who tf be cupid
i be rhyming hard they ain’t see it think they stupid
heard your story, second hand reporting swear that sh*t is putrid
talk.. to a n*gga in his face best not bite his back
had a dream this not martin, i was riding that sh*t light a spark
aston martin had a number 777, like i be ascending
hand me fifties maybe hundreds
i want em all stack em up
make a stair, make a moviе how that face be condescеnding
want that benji n you on yo ass n*gga best be begging
one day imma work with 3b, k3 n that n*gga bny(x)
heard he working on that dying, i be working someday imma fly…
aye
i be in the east on some tampa sh*t
tallahassee that boy tyler, far away but he talking to me
they tell me put some local words in it
i grab a mic and pass it on n they couldn’t spit 4 bars you need to get some class n*gga
i be in the east on some tampa sh*t
tallahassee that boy tyler, far away but he talking to me
they tell me put some local words in it
i grab a mic and pass it on boy…aye
b*tch in your blood you gon get clapped if you play
i be on some nectar so you better tap n*gga
dropped on the 22nd read my name n go figure
this sh*t cold, i be rapping that’s an 8 figure
disaster time, designer rhymes, cause a n*gga spit ahead
n never swallowed brine
i bet n*ggas salty better get a taste a lime
neutralize you anger that sh*t bad for your blood
i be on that eastern remedy call me sod
saint of darkness ‘case you didn’t get it
don’t be dumb n*gga just let it…go
i see choppers on da screen need me one so n*ggas see me they like let us leave
but i be steady on they ass
earth city heard some cabbages nah you need some lettuce leaves
my alter ego leef to get a beat you needa bleed
don’t gas the name that sh*t already flaming
spit raps to a flame it goes ablaze that orange peel
everyday want a range rove a tail gate, a great view
i piece em up make a movie outta pieces i’m like key n peele
they tried to gas me up that’s some ghetto sh*t i’m like okay i’m chill
i be in the east on some tampa sh*t
tallahassee that boy tyler, far away but he talking to me
they tell me put some local words in it
i grab a mic and pass it on n they couldn’t spit 4 bars you need to get some class n*gga
i be in the east on some tampa sh*t
tallahassee that boy tyler, far away but he talking to me
they tell me put some local words in it
i grab a mic and pass it on boy…aye
b*tch in yo blood…
they tell me put some local words in it…
b*tch!!
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