Cam O'bi - Sparring (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm nothing like a saint man Definetly not a saints fan Cowboys nation but I gotta be frank man It's a turtle race and i need all the franklin's Aware I'm a hare so I'm first in the rankings Ain't break a sweat boy I ain't even panting Deposits so big that the bank gone thank me No more self restraint I'm putting n***as in they place And my flow so hot as hell hope these n***as dehydrate This n***a swear he got a buzz but its more like a vibrate n***as that ain't f** with me be all up in my face Anne Mae a** n***as they just want some of my cake They hate I'm something like a prophet They ain't prophets at all n***as only f** with you when its profitable Paul and Silas flow Al behind all of his bars n***as talk down on how i be living Going against moms traditions But when I'm up spitting Y'all n***as the first to listen Had to realize all my talents was god given So how I'm supposed to deprive anything god's given Flow so commanding you can call my raps gods writtens God brought me cross Jordan so I don't need Pippen You see A But I see B The way you want beef And i just want cheese Yea yo' eyes open but you still don't see All the beauty that be Like the birds and the bees And now the image more vivid and its all thanks to this tree But I'm not talking the same one that f**ed up Adam and Eve And now the apples ain't Eden man and its all thanks to Steve And that's a hell of a job I don't care what you believe