Drew The Architect - Plymouth lyrics

Hi there its Dyl You can't f** with my style However that doesn't mean that you won't try to mimic it still Scratch that I got too many of them Anyway I think that most of y'all are a bunch of idiots addicted to pills What's up to all of you dumb pitiful f** ups Your music still sounds like sh** and you dress like Critical Bill Y'all are all cut from the same cloth of failure Money ain't a thing I'll even buy all of your d** tonight if it means it'll k** ya I woke up today pissed as f** like FMBMs Dropping many s**ers till the murder rate starts picking up Change it and rearrange it Unhook it and flip it the f** over Then hit you up for all the keys and break both of your shoulders If theres any difference between me and you It's all the desperate destitute choices and actions i see you do Back to me, R to the O, Z to the Z I dont f** with anyone but a chosen few as you can see I got Drew with me, me and Drew from Tampa hit the cornerstone festival making moves happen, handing out pamphlets f** anybody who study my outlandish actions and try to refine it to an accessible industry standard