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gallo - heisman lyrics

[verse 1]
uh
rumble grinding like a primo
the andrew wiggin flow, tighter than a speedo
watching hbo
a ceo
check my sk!lls
i qualify for anything to pay them bills
i’m a green check, the green works
tossing out t shirts
asking if they free but don’t know how the fee works
so i’mma grab the chalk on the blackboard, sh-t
‘cuz they be failing, i”mma stamp it like a p-ssport, b-tch
the kid 19
roman xix
bars fatal by the dozen isis
in a split of cell i be flow, deliver well
posted while i’m surfing sh-t
track it while it’s in the mail
dreaming at the wishing wells
still i feel the same ol’ kid
shoot the sh-t with the guardians with halo 6
in the meantime i’mma never rewind
something ’bout the future always gonna tell me i’mma be fine
i gotta reason to smirk
i’m getting money, now i’m eating, now i’m needing desert
even though the boy shorter than the average
i can make the spring snap clean off yo’ mattress
i go to cl-ss, still wearing all the clothes from last night
‘cuz i ain’t even slept, i’m running off that gaslight
pencil got the graphite, marking in the bubble
never take a break, don’t need to stand inside and huddle
i always get the question if i still make songs
but really all the wondering is if i’m gone
i’m formulating rhymes
slowly opening they minds
ain’t relying on the gossiping in the everyday times
i gotta dream i ain’t ever gonna take a turn from
the recognition come and watch me as i earn some
every person need the admiration
as a matter of fact i do believe the allegations
that i’m one of the best
be under the rest
but a humble dude who’ll always be looking what’s next
cuz the road ain’t straight
often some fall off
but i’mma hurdle through the barriers no matter the cost
shout out to new york jets
i’mma ride or die with y’all
so be it with the season
and before we see the playoffs
i might go spit in the spinach
just leave you missing
addicted to my commitment
admission to write these writtens
i swear that i could kobe this and just go un-ssisted
a stalemate in the war between my vision and prediction
i’m loving very minute awake
tryna keep it all together instead of giving away
cuz just a minute awake
just a minute to waste
so how ’bout we try to live it just a minute a day
i spend my free time asking how i’m gonna improve
when i feel i do so much and never even move
but what i gotta lose
doing what i chose
nothing ever seem effective on the television news
homie, just another death threat
epidemics spreading, flipping like a tech deck
wonder who be dead next
i ain’t tryna wake up laying on a deathbed
i’m sticking to the ground like a drug due by meth heads
flat screen with the apple tv
in a black gt riding past ct
it’s a d-mn shame
others ain’t like me
see i’m faded with the lalum in my plain white tee
kick, aim like lee
a mission for the black belt
hevay eyes, can see just how the dads felt
steve nash and the pain making splash on ’em
hoes work, waiting for i throw my cash on ’em
super smash any map i’ll put the bash on ’em
dk, one punch, leave a cast on ’em
f-cking wit’ me, i’m extraordinary
the only thing i be afraid of is the fear of being ordinary
and we the farthest from it
i planted a seed in a garden, there ain’t no sign to the summit
you motherf-ckers, i’m the illest
it feels great to announce that
you stuck wishing how to get up out the mousetrap
i grab a dollar from the dash, gotta pack up every blunt wraps
i’m still sharper than a thumbtack
i’m calling shotty on the whip
just to pick up all the chicks
invite them all the party when we text them the address
jet life green and white like hes
i’m here to save the rap game, f-ck a life vest
i don’t need that
homie, where the trees at?
you all up on her, but with me she tryna relax
i hit the gas, no brakes cuz they detachted
there ain’t no stopping when you chasing after green bags
but being honest, i be in it for the ride
i fall asleep at 5 and i’m waking up at 9
i’m in need of a rest
drink a bottle, start a freak fest
i’m never messing with the b-tches wanting free checks
i’m blocking numbers on my phone
whipping in my jeep so stoned
getting sh-t free clothes
clean cut, fresh greens, no john deere
the type of medical to leave you at the top tier
tall fears, exploring the amenities
it’s me and my goals, working overtime, penalties
waiting, contemplating taking a shot
hit the statge for everybody to watch
i break the lot
get the freedom from your negative thoughts
we brainwash
money talk like bosses
blocking all the nonsense
a penny short like you were counting up nonsense
‘cuz i be only pulling dimes like the heisman

[interlude: anne donahue]
winner of the heisman memorial trophy is
johnny manziel

[verse 2]
j football
go wake jane goodall
straight a’s in every cl-ss so honor roll is what i’m put on
logo on my chest reading double hs
the merchandise fresher than a blue suede vest
so they queue up next, it’s only after a retweet
the bank account empty cuz it ain’t that easy
i produce and record while everybody snore
i never end a chase cuz i’ll always want more
i close, i design, he the one man team
glad i never started stealing other grown men’s cream
that’s the wu-tang in me, but the cats double everything
except these cash so i could give the gang a wedding ring
uh

[outro]
this the best part of the song right here
oh corny, rando’
how you doing, man?
i figured now that i’m talking; get a conversation going
see what they do
their squad, baby
[laughs]
no, it’s gonna keep going now that you’ve said that
aight
bye guys

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