KindaCool - 70 Bars lyrics

Yeah...uh January to December, I be going hard OGs hating on the young boy These n***as crazy they always throwing shade Its always dark in the city But I still roll a dice The only way I know to get money They say I gotta put the work-in n***a work on your flow Okay, okay, okay (Eish) Let me pump it on like Toya Wanna show you ain't lazy I'm prolly the baddest I'm tired of praising the n***as that never accolade a n***a I'm standing my ground Put you muthaf**ers in the line for a lesson Ima rap cause I can Count these punches in my f**en lines You'd bet I'm a boxer Put my verses in the bible uh Make n***as kneel down when they rap my songs (hallelujah) I shouldn't be here, I'm on my worst behaviour Man I'm a savage I gotta sin to win just to be great (oh my) Damn I hate I oozing Bad b**hes love it yeah you know the deal with them I'm KindaCool but I'm melting that's why I'm flowing now Looking at my haters from an angle I see them right I see them right (see them right) I guess, its the Right Angle Got a whole lot of snitches I let em trip and fall They calling me Jigga man That sh** is Nasty Can't you See(C) I hate it? Wanna be better than that n***a I'm doing this to make it, on Sway in the morning That's the dream of 'frican rapper But I'm, in the game Keeping my head above the sea level These n***as choking on they words I keep it real, got me feeling like I'm too open These feels gimme chills But a n***a can't chill Got me working on my 9 to 9 Focused on the bars like a bartender And I tend do it well One man army I'm at war with the MIC yeah justice on the beat They talking bout squad goals (squad goals) They wanna gang up on a n***a I've been through the worst Man I been through sh** (sh**) I guess we all pa** that Gun co*ked to my face like, "Where the phone at?" Got the juice, got the sauce I dunno whatchu want Let me just serve I remember when I started,they thought I was kidding cause I started as a kid 2 decades on earth Half of my life been devoted to rap I am what I am cause of all of the sh** that you do Heart of a mamba,cause I'm a black boy What did you expect? They should've told you,expect the unexpected I'm all about winning and you thinking that I'm scheming man I'm like a rubric, y'all check on me for perfection 'fore you make a move Shining like candles I came like a wind and I blew your shine They scared of a n***a I don't give a damn Ain't got it Yeah yeah I'm out