Dwoyo - Apollo lyrics

[Intro] Ayo we bouncing or what? Cause I'm ready Let's do this Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright! Alright! [Verse 1] I'm the S-H to the I-T, no doubt Like I just told the Geek Squad to shut they mouth (shut up!) My mixtape is the Best Buy you'll ever make, make no mistake Rewrite the script and give em all a better take Straight out of the the gate, I'm charged up! (up) Antonio Nothing but the truth, listen to my testimonio You ain't got the proof to tell me that you are better son Double murder, Ima body you and the skeleton Cross over different flows, handle it like Kyrie Championship on my mind, kinda like Tyree Crazy I could be like Cole and let the flows retire me What do I gotta do to get the trappers to admire me? Get up on a fire beat, come up with a catchy hook? Make the front page, but I'd rather be on another book Vibrate the ba** with my lyrics and now I got em shook You took me for granted? Here's my counter have a look Access granted, Apollo just landed The once meek geek is ready to speak, wreak havoc on the weak Til he makes it to the peak, peak at your boys technique The mortal just went Greek, and now he's f**ing like a freak every week I won't expand it Gave em what they demanded, Apollo just landed But if I'm reaching for the stars then I gotta plan it And once I reach Olympus, I will never be supplanted Uh, I think I'm better going full speed Smoke you out for listening to that fool's weed It's loud ain't it? No other way to paint it This sh** to me is art, so Ima show it proud, damn it! I just landed, you already know who it is Ima take off, come back and it won't be to forgive Dark intentions only lead you till the lights get low I'm a G, so when I get it you gon watch me glow So peep my flows, for now so you can tell em where you heard it first A fan for every verse is just enough to make me work Rehearse in front of the mirror that's where I feel immersed But pa**ion ain't the only thing you need to get the purse Oh man, don't you think I know that sh**? The diplomat that spits the heat without a thermostat sh**? Get armed up, my verses like semiautomatics You gon need a better gun before things get tragic I'm in the backcourt of my city like Tragic Tryna make it to the front so I can post up on the Magic Of living back in my city in a luxury condo Every morning in Miami, call me Alonzo I'm up now, get out of your pajamas kick off with a verse and I'll return with six more, Alabama Awwww burn! But that ain't new son Flow always heavy, but now I'm bringing the new tons Mixed with dashes of Carolina and Compton Maryland to Toronto, what do they have in common? Atlanta, Detroit, Brooklyn, and Chicago MCs who lead my dreams, so Ima follow I ball like Afflalo, not A-A ron More like an A-R, are you ready to take on The baby faced a**a**in, I'm scoring out of your range Tryna make it to the top and tell my n***as we ain't changed Yeah n***a we ain't changed! I'm ready to strike if you don't stay out of my lane Wrecking ball coming, and nobody's getting spared The fire's coming soon, man this is only the flare! (Oh man) I'm so sick with it Find something that you love and just stick with it I bought a mic and recorded the tape inside a closet Apollo out, drop it on the world like a comet (Not again) Woo! [Outro] Lemme hear that back That one felt good