David Moreno - R lyrics

[Verse 1] I stay on my block like I'm playing defense Don't try the slick sh** I got a quick reflex When I stop playing, get to work, I get no recess Leave us both unconscious, that mean I don't got no regrets Look who creeping, crawling, tryna get all in the mix If you need a moment I suggest you eat twix No slowing down, I'm murdering better get with the program This one for the soldiers, that bow down to no man South of the southside, made me who I am But I wouldn't be without the peanut bu*ter to my jam Streets always been my daddy, and momma was the traffic light, they helped mold and shape a man I don't need no help, mother f**er I'm a survivor Coming up behind, you can see me through the visor Hard hammer headed I ain't tryna be the pa**enger For the record you can call me Phillip, screw the driver! [Verse 2] Bring the drums back, I'm stinging like a sun tan Sharper than a thumb tack, I run it like I run track Coming out the bottom, what we call the 3rd coast Rolling up the cookies, pop a seal we do the most Been searching since birth and I think that I found my purpose Anxiety held me back and made me nervous But all my frustration, started bubbling to the surface Now I'm clowning on you s**ers, like I'm working at a circus Survival mentality through and through I don't claim to be a thug, but I don't care who is who I've had my low points, suicide attempts Didn't care what happened to me, so what f** you think Ima do to you?, now I came, I saw, I broke they f**ing jaw Put some respect on it, or you eating trough a straw People say I'm ludicrous, if I'm a dick then you the b**h I did my homework and extra credit, I ain't new to this [Verse 3] If I wait for a label to chase my dream I may never rest, and people always gona sleep Lucidity, limbo is my only nightmare Whether a year or twenty I'm gona headline Times Square I'm moving like I'm crack rock, heated like a black top Keep playing my numbers, you might just hit the jackpot I got the major key, DJ Khaled padlock I'm the star player y'all are just the mascot Stepped in this b**h, two feet planted Ima leave the same way, y'all below me, understand it On this planet, if you want the money gota plan it Hell yeah I do handouts, getcho a** handed homie Always wanted more green than CeeLo Phattest instrumentals, produced by the man Preemo The dope man, got bars on the d-low By the kilo, y'all know if you want some dope lines, hit up Moreno