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8RO8 - Espys lyrics

Artist: 8RO8

album: BB TAPE TU


Ayo I paid my dues for the local scene to accept me
By showing these types of skills that no ones seen til they met me
Picking up chicks in twos I'm scoring 3s like I'm Reggie
Ballin' out the bubble bring my bros with me to the Espys
I heard ya shit and vocally it's upsetting
How you could think i ain't gon make it overseas for the fetty
'Cuz I'm the host with the most technique and I'm rendering
My life story into this hopefully it reflects me
But, it's safe to say that my mic skills upgraded
You might think you at the top but I might steal your placement
And I might kill your favorite MCs, and all that jazz
Steve Kerr game winner at Mike's will, I made it
Shit, I son rappers like orphans who need fathers
Cheff'll cook em up proper, Jeffrey Dahmer would feast on em'
Boto Bangaz assembled like avengers don't sleep on us
They marveling at us 'cuz they more Cap than Steve Rogers
I'm a soldier in the winter, summer and spring but I'll never fall
You should take a step back when the best involved
How you rocking fake designer, I don't need to flex at all
'Cuz we on our way to fame and you ain't, we belong in separate halls
It's suicide if you steppin' to this
I'm just passionate I know I sound aggressive as shit
It's just a front I put up to stop second guessing and shit
Because I gotta stack dough to invest in a crib
Like Bram Stoker's Dracula, coming for necks in this bitch
I'm ahead of my time, I think I was meant for this shit
A born leader, scorekeepers be recording records with this
Dominate and never left with assists, I'm gone
Man this for anyone who want it with me
I do you similar how scar did Mufasa the king dishonorably
Leave you hanging off a cliff your body will bleed
Attend your funeral and watch your mama drop to her feet
Stop and repeat
Quit tryna poke the monster in me
He's far from discrete
And he doesn't know moderate means
Your mind is so weak
Could lock you up inside of a cage and toss you the keys
You still wouldn't try to get free
My name is
Too dope to be inside of your mouth
That's why I ignore why I the fuck would I support clowns
Man the day that I go deep's the day that you gon see some dinosaurs found
Rang the bell and I knocked the door down
Sippin' wine and dippin' bread in olive oil now
Look at me acting like a connoisseur now
If shit is heading south than that just means I'm bout to drive to north cal
I'm going Giannis in the final four rounds
Can tell you don't have the slightest idea yet
Who the fuck you are fucking with gotta fire beneath my chest
So for anyone who still wanna

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