Another Winter

[RetcH] (We in here, we got Ness in the engineer seat. They freed Mike we got Mike in here. Boy i tell you them 2 years flew man and that boy came out still looking like a rockstar, and oh yeah they freed cash) [Verse 1] Yo my ex girl told me pace myself slow it up But im fast money and im livin what im throwin up Maybe thats the reason why we broken up Im always on the go and she just wasn't holding up But never mind her lets get back to rap The realest young nigga spittin Yes i am that Lyically adapt If you can process that Hard headed cats, like a nigga with a iron cap Fresher than a pair of fuckin iron slacks Hoes eyeing me and through them guccis know im eyeing back Im goin hard til i get my name up on the map and ima jerk the game be the nigga thats supplyin rap I promise that scouts honors that These new boys is all jerks and just tarnish rap When i finish them they'll just be a scar on rap Them dance moves on point but where your bars is at (hah) The games to be sold and not be told i still use a new flow or itll just be old You ask who am i the greatest story never told You see i drew a good hand i would never fold Couldn't see me fallin off with a telescope Fuck bitches. Get money Couldn't find a better quote Im just tryna give jersey rap a better hope And if i fail you can forget that i ever spoke But thats just a facade Because i flow with these bars Magical like a mirage And think outside the lines while you stuck ins the margin My music is respected by the stars And thats why my attitude is fresher than my garments I am not the best choice to go hard with Been in rap beef and i ain't never lossed zip Been in street beef and the wins outweigh the losses And thats just me bein honest Because most niggas liars Talkin they suppliers See em in the streets They be lookin like the buyers Hungry starving looking like they dying But lets just not get involved with that Broke nigga shit now i dont want know parts in that We looking for the freaks yeah, tell her bring a friend in My lifes a movie baby where my happy ending Now this is where i finish em extortin em Torture them slaughter em diminish them Time to start ending em lyrically injure them To the point where they never wanna touch a pen and pad again When it comes to the loot i been gettin it like a veteran Still in high school but won't catch me me in no letterman Sports not my thing but i pitch and i ball Money is money yeah im taking quarter singles and all On tracks i give em my all Put my heart on the beat but hating niggas conjure thoughts off accapellaing me Third finger to your mother Yeah nigga on some mean shit You niggas real slow Stop fucking with that lean shit Catch me rolling dutches getting top from a mean bitch She a computer genius Downloads the semen The places i like to shop you ain't never been seen In and i just happen to be livin out what your dreamin Unngh.. So you might wanna take a picture true to my religion jesus could relate to scriptures. Bending bitches like a motherfucking game of twister Its mr. fuckin ..... .... .... .... .......... im tired of hearing the negative way my name is mentioned because niggas be knowin im the one the game is missin And your boy got bars like a slammer And he never been a fruit but that nigga go bananas...