Jimmy Barz - Pi lyrics

[Chorus: Jimmy Barz & Levi Genes] We came up (up) From the ground to the sky Never changed up (up) Turned a gram to a Pi We gon' get it back (get a zip, flip a pack) We gon' get it back (get a stack, flip it back) [Verse 1: Jimmy Barz] Treat my cash like it's rent day, always tryna' get it first Let it burst Always move in silence, I ain't said a word Chose me, it had to be, I can see your feelings hurt Blasphemy, it's sad to see, I should prolly check a church Prolly check the synagogue I'm just praying god, wash my sinning off Codeine what I'm sipping off Like I got a drip n' cough Bape is what I'm dripping dawg Flows my foes be ripping off I be spitting flames like I'm Kiprusoff Jabs like I'm Tyson Clash of the Titans I'm with Zeus smoke and lighting Up this chronic like it's lightning Mountain of Olympus flow Henny got me sipping slow Smokin' on that chemical Medical, Backwood blunts never edibles Smokin' on that k**er, but I'm iller Trap souls like Tiller Had to Let Em' Know Brand new 11's man I'm too eccentric A top dawg like I knew Kendrick Im the new Dennis Rodman, can't stop him, a true menace Here's a new premise: Put capital first like a new sentence I'm on my Hill sh**, every time my crew mentioned Me and Lee the new legends [Chorus: Jimmy Barz & Levi Genes] We came up (up) From the ground to the sky Never changed up (up) Turned a gram to a Pi We gon' get it back (get a zip, flip a pack) We gon' get it back (get a stack, flip it back) [Verse 3: Jimmy Barz] Too easy Im just like (LL) Cool J meets Kool G They call me Jimmy From the 6 like two 3's 2 g's, too easy, need to ease up I'll put you six feet, just so you can see up Whack rappers biting all my writtens but my free's tough You could give me Five Fingers dawg I wouldn't freeze up You could never body me, you could hit the lottery My knowledge more important than my wallet or my poverty Been rapping since the nursery Rappers stealing flows like it's burglary My lyrics in the First Degree I'm sick just like infirmaries I always make a track to k** Pockets look like Uncle Phil I'm balling like a younger Will (Smith) If I ain't making music or I'm working, I feel unfulfilled My punchlines leave you bloody like you under-grilled Rarity, these rappers selling bars like a charity "Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity" I'm everything these rappers wanna be that's why they scared of me I can slow it down, or I can spit it in celerity Apparently, my message isn't gettin' through the ma**es I should prolly call this sellin' dope off a tracklist [Chorus: Jimmy Barz & Levi Genes] We came up (up) From the ground to the sky Never changed up (up) Turned a gram to a Pi We gon' get it back (get a zip, flip a pack) We gon' get it back (get a stack, flip it back)