Banger Boy - 90's Flow lyrics

[Intro: J.Cole on The Combat Jack show] [Verse 1: JXXIII] Check, They tell me "90s Flow" That's all I do, turn up and switch it up Try something new Cause the beat so hot and my seat so hot And you know I'm dropping j**els (whoo!) And my Neck on froze and the grease is hot And you know It's popping too (whoo!) Like '05 Chris Brown, Young Joc It's going down I can't change the way I came up Cause you know my flow is underground That J.Dilla, that backpack These drug dealers got fat sacks I'm in the A like 3 Stacks I'm running plays like Warren Sapp I Got 10 g-mails, tryna make it None of my stories are fabricated I was writing rhymes, yall was getting faded Protective style, my hair is getting braided Under the sew-in, damn it I go in And that's fa sho! In fact In Golden State with Steph Curry Told Riley we gone win that! (swish) With the flick of the wrist, My pen in my grip Since I was 6 , you think I just started? b**h, I'm a vet Get on your sh**! Been an A&R since high school... I was Working with Rich Younglord, he signed with Bad Boy When he was 16 Producing cla**ics, making hits Mixing for the greats In 2010, he hit me up, guess it was fate MTV, When I was 17 Looking for a big break Now I'm 22 up in the game Feel like ain't sh** changed... [Hook: JXXIII] I gotta get it for myself Came across all these n***as in the game Man...ain't none of them help (nah) But God! God told me if you make ya own lane You gone get to the wealth (get to the wealth) And thats real (ay!) And thats real... I gotta get it for myself Came across all these n***as in the game Man...ain't none of them help (nah) (shiiit) But God! God told me if you make ya own lane You gone get to the wealth (get to the wealth) And thats real (ay!) And thats real (Aye) [Verse 2: JXXIII] Check, I Never focused on the cash Cause the music is my pa**ion But as I got older and seen Other people pa**ing Paying no homage we both at VSU Graduated college You copy everything I do And refuse to acknowledge I'm peeping so it's cool I'm a role model I swear u have no clue Of half the sh** I go through I hope these lyrics show you [Hook: JXXIII] You gotta get it for yourself I came across talented motherf**ers at VSU Ain't none of them help But God! God told me if you make ya own lane You gone get to the wealth (get to the wealth) And that's real (ay!) And that's real (ay!) [Outro: JXXIII freestyle] This is my 90's flow (yo!) Thanks for listening Thanks for getting it I swear I'm pitting it Freestyle lipping it Lip-syncing, deep sinking In the ocean so much corrosion JXXIII got that parosion Peruding ya brain invading ya cells Invading ya mind, taking your time Winning your heart, and your spine And your neck, no disrespect (uhh!) Put you in ya clique, in ya set Meet a vet! Cause me a vet And me a chef, whipping, cooking Lil B, flick wrists, chefing JXXIII reffing, Official! Shoot you with a missile