Futuristic - Bedroom Bars Ep. 1 lyrics

[Intro] Bedroom bars Verse one, chapter one, day one Here we go [Verse] I been acting hostile, got this whole game on lockdown n***as surprised to see me like birthday cards with a pop-out Swinging just like I'm Tyson, only going for knock-outs Rappers look just like fish out the water, they 'bout to flop now I f** with n***as emotions, thought they was cold but they not now b**hes playing my hair when I'm driving, I put a top down I pull her top down, I'm getting her wet, she gon' need a mop now Smartest n***a you knowing, I'm only a college dropout, sheesh They falling victim to the wordplay, been serving since the first grade Was working now I'm first place I hit it raw, but back in school, I couldn't get to first base She went a** to mouth, my god, that's gotta be the worst taste I curve lanes, I swerve lanes, I earn fame, my turn came It feels great to walk out and everyone knows your name Work hard but don't loose yourself You know that you made it when you walk in the room and don't introduce yourself I iprove my wealth, I been making moves myself Why would I rely on a dude for things I could do myself? Spitting bars so hot if you listen, my n***a, you could melt The youth is got that juice, I spit the truth, that sh** that you just felt I show and you then can tell, I'm the champ', won't lose my belt If life's a game then you gotta play with the hand that you was dealt I'm the sh**, what you just smell, make a, make a crazy face When they hear the heat, they start to crumble like a paper plate This could be your saving grades, get your sh** off lay away I should have a cape, the way I came in and just saved the day All my bars are sharp like the razor blades when you shave your face I change my game to positive and these n***as came to hate Aim to spray, you say my name, don't play no games, don't need controllers [?], my team full of freaking soldiers If this don't wake you up then I guess I'm gon' need [?] k** them then I let my people eat like [?], I'm gone [Outro] And I f**ed your b**h on my bed last night, n***a So I ain't got no sheets on my sh**, sheesh Bedroom bars 'Bout to make a sandwich