People Under the Stairs
Flyin’ Over Hill
[Verse 1: Dim Lewko]
Hey everything for me is testing tryin the best thing
You listenin’ the first line it’s like flyin over hill
Guessin’ I'm givin my life to the next homie
Whatever I’m doin' you never refuse it
The mic I’m using clearly playin flows before the recordin’
Rockin like me it’s already win off the gimmick
I'm flowin well cause I love it see how I make this
Still in time I got my own shit to relate
Oh bitch I'm livin’ like everyday is gained
Stop me it’s like a waste of time you got your own life to manage
Wanna leave the crib tryin' hard I'm so cocky
You rappin so mad you leave out without glory
Man I'm in my globe work dream about goin out errweek
You rolling with my track so efficiently
I’m the wag who shinin' in the gloomy
Hey get ahead to my goal
Fuck stress I'm chillin over y’all
In the fake traffic never you will find me
That’s certain progressin’ with pleasure
They speakin too much for nothing I’m forget this
Droppin’ music seeing how the feeling pass
I'm trap with the renewal ready to never miss it
I’m like a hitman but in the rhymes kills
Bang bang naw I mean bangin
Just air as a dope climate
[Outro]
La la la la la (x2)
(Haha)