Lyrics to More Wins

(Verse)

This is motion up in poetry

Bullet in the chamber, wait until they get a load of me

Dialing from the rotary, the other end's a ringtone

Slack em at the 20, runnin to the other end zone

Never had a pretty woman keep me in the friend zone

Tryna worry not, what about any of my friends on?

But turned so much, I probably panic til the sins gone

We done to the butt and this end strong

Phone still off limits like a motherfucker slanging mary

Delivery on time every time, deadly very

Good intention but the honest very

Tryna find this peace of mind and count it out as monetary

My thoughts are forming into sentences

No telling when this evolution sends it into exodus

I'm not just out for the reference

Understood, been getting this good, at least the presidents

(Verse)

Sinistery underrated

The fundamental's basic

Run the matrix

No dispute, I'm undebated

Beat's bangin like it's blood related

Elegance is understated

Orchestrations leave you sedated

Back fresh, recuperated

Brothers in step, highly awaited

Long time comin, rhyme dumin

Pour something Baccardi lime, rum inside a cup

Stomach rubbin opinions, borderline jaded

Stretch out accounts, black board and sketch out the routes

Stop short, stepped out the house in Venice

Bear witness, words scripted, 3-dimension vivid, exceed the limits

Meanwhile I'm penciling the digits

Gangsta white, walls spinnin

Leave our denims in crushed linen

Kangaroo cope with the custom stitches

Serve dishes, dirty soup kitchen

Heavy hitter, I swing it with every pitchin

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