Fashawn - 100 Bars lyrics

Sermons inspired by the streetlife Syringes, police lights, S-cla** and F-type cash Can get the set hype fast Maneuvering like we moving Peruvian It's nothing new to me and my hooligans Way too many chains I ought to give one to Vito b**hes giving brain just cause they saw me on Vevo My last name alone, I might get hit with the rico Bout to cop something exterior Tampico On the gram like God damn, look at me though Little n***a with the big ego Sean, call me papi, a don Try to stop me, you gone When them cannons flash Like paparazzi it's on And never off Until one of us dead and gone Your head in Midian Your legs in Lebanon Traumatized by lies my teacher Told me in the cla** of my own Who knew it would be this be lonely Think Left Eye on d**h row The nina on me Fash, you rich why you still drinking that OE? Shatter proof And I smoke shatter too Hit the dispensary a few dabs, that'll do My attitude Rather rude I climbed the ladder Now I'm at a different latitude Foes, I had a few Hoes, I had a crew [?] an avenue Now I'm known international I take you on a journey through these lines Too trill Probably need an attorney when I rhyme New Steel out the alley Emerge, keep it mine Merciless ,outline them, that's murder by design Kevlar under the car heart Criminal contour talk about product I sold more They wanna know how much this dope cost How much the flow cost Am I in Illuminati and so forth Rich rapper, clip packer, dick fatter, rip bladders All that b**h did was piss after Ditch her like Wiz did Amber Or the money did hammer She feel like she got her ribs batted It's a major event Whenever I'm in the building Ball like children, savages out the wilderness [?] [?] The habbitat will turn you into a cannibal Time in the cage will turn you in a animal This ain't the blueprint, it's the manual And the truth is I dismantle you Could have fled, got chubby made it my [?] Mics I'm large This gang is calm But physically small I make Lil Wayne look tall I'm dangerous, dog [?] Balboa came to brawl It's about money Better hear my name involved Spit acid, you act like you can't dissolve As much as I gave, I don't know what you take me for Thank the lord About to his the bank I'm bored Exchange the currency I made on tour Then hit [?] for filet mignon Got money on repeat like my favorite song More proverbs than a page of psalms Please, don't make a pimp raise his palm My deal, I ink that like baby's [?] You Rihanna n***as keep your navy calm I got a regime Know what I mean Out of your league Ever since The Ecology Who said I wasn't in the streets Last time I heard that, I was in the streets Revved up lit few thousand on the [?] Twenty deep in public housing when we meet Yall n***as politicking about property Eating polly seeds, the last of a dying breed Air hose on the chopper to let the iron breathe Disappear before I hear the pig siren scream Money made a young n***a emotionless I'm more focused now that po legit, I'm holding Couple of meetings with my attorney Heathens do not concern me Left the game I don't need the jersey I sold it Kept one to frame Nor my hungerpains Just gluttony for the gang The hustle remain I'm such a son of a crip As a younging was lit When the spring fall, summer I clung to the strip Work in my pocket Blunt on my lips With a handful of youngins who want get rich The sh** I utter so gutter I've done it again, pump [?] In case you was wondering how my summer was spent Mumbled my way to London to Dublin to Lens Huddle up in the Benz Hungry for ends Life in the spotlight on In front of a lens Uh, I kept it a hundred Ain't nothing pretend Sweet chick for the waffles and wings, opulence Every member of the maffia's dream Preposterous how I migrated to Ma** Appeal And that was ill As Malcolm going to Mekka The outcome was unexpected Could you believe that I'm still on tour? So many casualties And they still want war Even if I touch a billie, Imma still want more Your rhymes Honda Accord to a Bentley Azure Versus mine, certainly Not ink in your pen, that's mercury Those rhymes designed for nurseries I'm in full effect, operating correct Should have rated it R but I rated it F All yall in debt for not paying respect Mister worldwide by way of the west You rather I pay you a visit Or you pay me a check Some say I'm the best I say I'm possessed By the spirit of Big Either one Big L, Biggie Smalls, Big Bank, Big pun One n***a