Retch - Another Winter lyrics

(Intro) We in here, we got Ness in the engineer seat They freed Mike we got Mike in here Boy i tell you them 2 years flew man and that boy came out still looking like a rock star and oh yeah they freed cash Yo my ex girl told me pace myself slow it up But I'm fast money and I'm livin' what I'm throwin' up Maybe that's the reason why we broken up I'm always on the go and she just wasn't holding up But never mind her lets get back to rap The realest young n***a spittin, yes i am that Lyrically adapt, If you can process that Hard headed cats like a n***a with a iron cap Fresher than a pair of f**in' iron slacks Hoes eyeing me and through them gucci's know i'm eyeing back I'm goin' hard til i get my name up on the map and i'ma jerk the game, be the n***a that's supplyin' rap I promise that, scouts honors that These new boys is all jerks and just tarnish rap When i finish them they'll just be a scar on rap Them dance moves on point but where your bars is at The games to be sold and not be told I still use a new flow or it'll just be old You ask who am I the greatest story never told You see i drew a good hand i would never fold Couldn't see me fallin' off with a telescope f** b**hes, get money Couldn't find a better quote I'm just tryna give jersey rap a better hope And if i fail you can forget that i ever spoke But that's just a facade because i flow with these bars magical like a mirage And think outside the lines while you stuck inside the margin My music is respected by the stars and That's why my attitude is fresher than my garments I am not the best choice to go hard with Been in rap beef and i ain't never lost zip Been in street beef and the wins outweigh the losses And that's just me bein' honest Because most n***as liars Talkin' they suppliers See em in the streets They be lookin' like the buyers Hungry, starving, looking like they dying But let's just not get involved with that Broke n***a sh** now i don't want know parts in that We looking for the freaks yeah, tell her bring a friend in My life's a movie baby where my happy ending Now this is where i finish em, extortin' em Torture them, slaughter 'em, diminish them Time to start ending 'em, lyrically injure them To the point where they never wanna touch a pen and pad again When it comes to the loot i been gettin' it like a veteran Still in high school but won't catch me me in no letterman Sports not my thing but I pitch and I ball Money is money yeah im taking quarter singles and all On tracks i give em my all Put my heart on the beat but hating n***as conjure thoughts off accapellaing me Third finger to your mother Yeah n***a on some mean sh** You n***as real slow Stop f**ing with that lean sh** Catch me rolling dutch's getting top from a mean b**h She a computer genius Downloads the semen The places i like to shop you ain't never been seen In and i just happen to be livin' out what your dreamin' Unngh.. So you might wanna take a picture true to my religion Jesus could relate to scriptures Bending b**hes like a motherf**ing game of twister It's Mr. f** ya broad next week then your sister I'm tired of hearing the negative way my name is mentioned because n***as be knowin' i'm the one the game is missin' And your boy got bars like a slammer And he never been a fruit but that n***a go bananas