Synesthetic Nation Music - The Wild lyrics

*4 Bar Intro* Verse 1 (Cash Sinatra) I said they travel through space just to wish on a star Look at ya boy, hard work all I'm spittin is bars And with a cause read the fine print look for the clause She below sea level I'm just lookin for jaws And they say I'm raps best Vision clearer than map quest I'm tryin to get the same downloads them apps get They tryin to get this same ole love my raps get Im tryna to elevate this brand they past tense Henny flaskin that brown can get you a casket Call em washed up boys go jump in a basket I'm just lookin for a sour aroma to bask in Acquire all my goals don't know what you askin I bust a move cuz I'm trained no reference to transit I'm gambit my cards all over I'm freelancing They trace when they write Sinatra be free handing Wait til I'm up they really gon demand him.. Verse 2 (IknowBrasco) North Philly ni**a Bullet club hitta Rollin all my problems in a blueberry swisher Max's for dinner Saint slash sinner Father slash savage tryin not to k** ni**as I'm just painting pictures you can't see it then it's your loss Wifey and my therapist set a ni**a throat off Shots from the four toss, tryna turn ya soul off Tryna find the 92 bricks the n**ga Hov lost Don hit my line, no cost where the beat at? Waist where my heat at Her face where my meat at Snapchat Tweet that Her boyfriend gon see that Shoot the driver side i push the pa**enger seat back Screamin "F**k The world!" Let it fly where police at Big Ni**a walking through the fire like I'm Meeshack (IknowBrascooo) Give em what they need scrap God level reach that IknowBrasco new King of Philly yeah believe that! Verse 3 (Jus Smith) It's J-U-S Smith, ni**a Dapa Don In that off white, I black on any track I'm on Hustle 24/7 til the pack is gone On my side of town that's the type of time they on Comin from the concrete talking bout the asphalt Jeans so foreign the price tag is a pa**port Best of both worlds i can dress and rap my a** off Deaf to the bullsh**, I don't hear the cash talk But anyhow, turning dark days into a bright side Standing tall bringin the heat, Ha**an Whiteside Welcome to the east side, where ni**as leave ya chest hot Wild boys young cowboys, Dak Prescott I run it like Ezekiel, watch who you speaking to Jerry Jones money is the only thing I'm seeking duke G5 do what the Eagles do, that fly sh** Tints on the car son, that'll make ya eyes wince... Verse 4(Dapa Don) This ain't a interlude couple thangs on my chest Bout these funny style ni**as how they movin got me vexed Yea the city that I'm from? real selective support So for sport Take a couple ni**as heads off with the fork Yea I been trained to go, and I'm really with the sh**s I'll flip, spit better than every ni**a in ya clique They said I had a winter, turned my foes to chicken dinner Gave them Food 2, serving second helpings with the sinners And ya'll been s**in c**k, bet ya'll ni**as really sick Holy Sh** Had ya wifey Milly Rockin on the di** I already been a star, ni**a hot as the sun See ya'll my little sons, fake thugs with little guns It's a shame, you sold your soul for fame Take em all to school, guess I'm silver snake with the aim And these fa** know I'm ready to rap And put two nines on ya back like Warren Sapp.. *Fades*