Testo Wordsmith - Nyck Caution
Testo della canzone Wordsmith (Nyck Caution), tratta dall'album Disguise the Limit
Yeah
I tell these motherfuckers what they wanna hear
What I wanna tell 'em, what I wanna be
This life is nothing but a fucking
It's in your grips
I got a bib on, I eat my grits, yeah
Everybody waiting for the next time Nyck black
Well this the next time Nyck black
Bar to bar I'm giving anybody that mismatch
I'm Charizard, I'm burning anybody that Nyck match
I'm higher than my last flight
I should get a strain of marijuana, you would buy it if the cash right
Already told you I'm a pharaoh, so
Just know that I was probably fucking Cleopatra in my past life
I rose from the cellar
Now I be living on the road through the
Cold November because the flow's developed
Yeah, it's still forever the era
I like watching your shows but I like rocking mine better
More alive than I've ever been before on the real
Put my life in this record, there ain't no price on the skill
Living like I had a pair of dice, I rolled to reveal
A four, five, six, anytime that I get a feel
Yo, I thank the God, know the high power did
Something special when he blessed me with no cowardice
But I been grinding, each hand got five calluses
Know I put the work in, yo
I'm a motherfuckin' wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith, wordsmith
I'm a motherfuckin' wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith
Wordsmith, wordsmith, wordsmith
I been waiting, contemplating
Correlating how to get my name in all your
Conversations 'bout what's popping lately
I smoke an eighth then drop the hottest statements
Boxing like I'm Tyson when I'm rocking
Stages, leave you rock for hating
I'm at a point where, yo, I swear I'm the nicest
I would sell you like a verse but y'all be scared of the prices
Plus I only got this family plan
I swear to keep it stable, well, that's only if my sanity can
I used to starve on the weekdays
Now I'm checking for the carbs on a cheesesteak
They want a story 'bout my life
You know I gotta charge for the screenplay
Just hope it doesn't flop hard for the team's sake
Nyck bigger and better, I'm sicker than ever
Your girl get the dick but I'm kissing 'em never
Yeah, I rap better than my last effort
Young cash-getter, dropping gems, Jax Teller
I'm the man now, probably dressed in black leather
Got bars for a minute, y'all can check the track record
Kirk starved in the kitchen, know I always got the ammunition
Locked and loaded, got the spot exploding when we drop the flows in
Look at how the plot unfolded, world domination
World is in your pocket, word to everybody in the basement
Word to STEEZ, word to Joey, word to Kirk
I will always put the work in, yo
I'm a motherfuckin' wordsmith
Credits
Writer(s): Kirlan Labarrie, Nyck Caution
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