kid c. - FLOW BETTER THAN YOUR FAVOURITE RAPPER lyrics

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kid c. - FLOW BETTER THAN YOUR FAVOURITE RAPPER lyrics

[Verse] Cold night, winter out, it's white I deliver this verse with a case of frostbite I believe in the demons, I've seen in my life All these fakes, they been fiending, no sleeping at night There's no sleeping at night, waking up in a whip Maserati on lease, I'ma choose the X6 Record with a Yeti, my sh** always cold I don't f** with these hoes, drown in money, like Boat Who the f** been claiming they a bad b**h? Turned 21 now they claiming they Savage They work for they momma, they pay below average Hand verses like jobs, ‘bout to blow, gaining traction Hol' up, erase the fire out the booth, I dunno what I'ma do I'm getting money so the fans don't know what I'ma go do I guess I'm staying independent, this the life that I choose And everybody lookin' at me like I'm high on the moon Get the mic, cause a boom, k**-a Mike, Jaime too ‘Bout to run up on ya cause I'm gonna die pretty soon Hol' up, motherf**ers buying time in the booth But nobody listening, they gonna die pretty soon That was not nice, chain cold cause the sh** be made of rock ice Everybody be importing sh** like, what, why? Getting caught but you're ‘important, getting off fine'? No, you're not, boy Life is adjacent to flies stuck in sh** I take out your woman, we dine in the whip An hour pa** by and she ride on my stick Ride or die, I'ma live, pa** the time in this b**h I don't know, woo, I don't know, woo Seeing the bullets, they fly in this b**h Time to go, woo, time to go, woo Living the life I can tell to my kids I don't know, woo, I don't know, woo Do this sh** A$AP but not if I'm Ferg Time to go, woo, time to go, woo More like I'm Rocky, I'm never ‘gon learn Pray to God? He ain't make me Motherf**er gonna shed a tear when I'm 80 So I see your fans and now they tryna replace me As they ‘count they bands', oh wait, what In a fake dream, oh, just don't make me k** everybody who f** with me Living a life of debauchery Bumping lil Scotty; that Rodeo, god to me Praying to Satan cause he better off with me, what? Offer me all of my dreams To live in a paradise, king with the queen I'm tired, you mixing the codeine with lean? Oh, what, it's the same thing? Now you pa**ing the weed, now, you pa**ing the green? And I'm bodying this, I know Take your fanbase and they rock with it, oh The lames have been dropping out, wow, I know I'm out of this b**h, now you bow to the GOAT I get co*ky with age, now I'm fine like the wine Drop tape after tape and I leave you behind That contained.kinda.crazy 'gon blow out your mind Now for real, I'm out, get the f** outta my mind