[Intro: 3C's]
Huh
It's that n***a 3C's, you heard?
What's good IyeGSmooth?
Let's get it, huh
Yeah
[Verse 1: 3C's]
f** a pen and notepad, my intellect was all I had
When i'm spitting this sick sh**, that got all of you n***a's mad
For seven years straight, momma played the role of a dad
And now i'm living good all of the foes are wishing me bad
But the grind still continues you tell me who's really sad
Watch me perform at clubs, shows and get placed in newspaper ads
She claims she's a dime, but to me there's five more to add
Exasperated by things of life like a female s**ing her pad
They say d**h comes in three's like the k's under the sheets
Known as cool, calm and collected those three's make me complete
I'm a born warrior, you'll never hear of my defeat
I aim to resurrect the game, pay the price i'll show receipt
On my grind to be elite, it seems so hard to be discreet
Not a goon but know the streets, d**h announced in daily tweets
I was born to be good in the game, that's why I spit these flames
sh** happens everyday, but I got no stains
[Verse 2: Iyegeesz]
f** facebook, ak to Zucherberg, how his face look?
Oh, you shook right ? well, you should be
God squad up in this b**h gxd, you feel me?
Full of corruption, bet your pastor be humping
That's why it's f** religion, I love putting my dick in
All different type of women, this purple sh** I be sipping
Got me walking with a limp and they say I belong in prison
I tell them f** the law, get high to another level
Got em looking like yo another f**ing rebel
The bible say that God working with the devil
I'm a god, i'm a sell my soul for a gold bezel, right?
Nah, I ain't got no soul to give
Feel like i'm already dead because of the life I live
And I swear, I don't even think my n***a's having kids
Cause these b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks
[Verse 3: 3C's]
The road to life got tolls, I paid the price to keep my soul
I get my cash and go, I stack it up, you know!
And then I call them hoes, and f** them as a whole
Money talks bullsh** walks, I make them s** that pole
Racks on racks on raps, pack those stacks in sacks
I mack so I don't lack, not going back, n***a that's a fact
You can't stand a chance with me, I smack that p like i'm Jet Li
I drink it up like cold ice tea, high standards let me f** them free
I see bad b**hes and I holla, they demand for a condom and a dollar
Bad business with a Rottweiler, we all hunting for survival
I'm the king and I love my title, love God and I read my bible
My parents are my idols, life can not be recycled
I always spit the truth, so you can sow and reap good fruits
sh** happens for a reason, drop hits like every season
I'm blessed even when I'm not sneezing, in the back but he's always leading
Bullet in the chest, he's not bleeding, haters walk up and start pleading
I'm fly, i'm blessed, so dope, i'm fresh, eating the beat, nothing less
What's on my mind? having s**, swag mode on, s on my chest
Fit for business, stacks on my desk, life goes on, on to the next
On my way to success, forgetting the stress
n***a, i'm on one, i'm the True Son
When I speak, that money will come, and I spend it having real fun
Played all games and I still won, (road to success and I will run 3x)
[Verse 4: Iyegeesz]
Sipping wine on my spare time, I guess the world is better off blind
Lyrics like the nine, let it blow your mind
Bottom line, they don't wanna see a n***a shine
They say I belong up on that corner, pitching nicks and dimes
So they can have me confined, but they don't know that I rhyme
Cause i'm tryna put my mom, in luxury salons
Out the ghetto, as of now every b**h I f** is yellow
But she show me her kitty, and my dick gon say hello
Got a bad b**h on my arm, other one is a charm
I ain't even blow up yet but they saying Iye is the bomb
Nickname should be Vietnam, cause i'm bombing every track
Put this niceness in yo ear, let me clean out all the wax
Tryna become Mike Jackson to rap, y'all played the back like Tito
n***a's better lay low, got the crazy steelo
Off the head I go, I f**ed up but i'm bout to pick it up
And you know wa**up, when my team come through
Bang, bang, best believe we gon peek at you
No pokemon n***a it's over, it's over
GXD doing our thing, I told ya, I told ya
[Outro: Iyegeesz]
My n***a 3C's
IYEG, God squad
Shout out to Stateland
Yo my g, what's good?
Yeah
Staten, we here