Tha God Fahim
‍prestige fabric
[Intro]
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[Verse]
I'm cut from a fabric that's hard to come across (Hard to come across)
Got a microphone habit, I don't see it comin' off (I don't see it comin' off)
And my enemies wouldn't mind to see me fallin' off (Nah)
If I ain't give it a hundred, I can't live with those results
I'm open late-night, my operation hours is Waveflex (Waveflex)
Soon as I invest, the risk was stress, but it made checks (Made checks)
Money multiplyin' like my bank account had sex
Countin' my assets, deal with numbers like math tests (Suckers)
I'm catchin' wreck like collisions on racetracks
Tell 'em, "Take that," legеndary how I lace tracks
Get your placemats, еat your food, get your plate snatched
Bet my tape slap, I drop another album ASAP
My style's sharper than a bayonet
I spit fire and the truth and they some liars, I can't say it less
I radiate to death, I can blind you with the light (Uh-huh)
They hatin' on my steps and how I'm shinin' in the night (Shinin')
Lookin' back on the poverty, I'm never goin' back (I'm never goin' back)
Lookin' back on the poverty, I'm on the right track (I'm on the right track)
Gettin' so much money, messages—it's hard to write back
When life's throwin' them blows, it's only right to fight back
I'm hip-hop's Mike Jack', uh, you can get your mic jacked (Yeah)
Mic check, it's safe to say I cleared another check—
—check my appearance, so superior, I'm back (I'm back)
My flow's a drug that's superior to crack!
[Outro]
Dump Gawd