Lyrics

When I go I get busy on the work my own You are foreign to the flights I'm on This is regular the flights I'm on I'm a veteran the lights are on Let me bomb the Funk A B get it back to basics Times a wasting Contemplating Moves to make I'm marked for greatness Lacking patience Trips to places My oasis Make a hit and round the bases I do Doubler R in all white when I move Gold links and cold minks I'm so cool Come slide the bombs up It's no rules The road rules A go move Let's go dude I'm trying to get paid Put a bomb in the building Max with the millions Facts from the realest Six months in I got use to the millions Made my bones at the base of pavilions And I'm fresh off a papers Run with the takers Absent the favors Party in Vegas Bomb is the favorite Turn up I made it 5 O evaded Cut is serrated Just sick has made this Aint it amazing Atom is famous Wish I could change it Just what the lane is Bomb on big stages Dope aint I Bomb the beat can't I Roustabuck can't I Bag the bucks don't I Locked I got sonar Drop the hot don't I Stir the pot don't I I can't fake the real and nor-should I Brand new crib to buy now where should I Talk my shit on beats where else could I See through all your lies I got good eyes Can't raise no fool The Bombs got pro tunes A beast with Pro Tools I'm nice with rad tunes The bag I got booms The mansion got rooms I'm rich off my tunes Yeah So hate me now or pay me now To have me round a thousand pounds A thousand rounds will have you drown You try me now you down the count It's not a game Bomb It's not a game It's not a game with me No games for me No It's not a game It's not a game with me No games for me No
Writer(s): Adam Kindred Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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