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synful soldier - summer starter lyrics

yessir
angel la seeing siah

(verse 1)
i keep on dripping niagra falls
leave out your crib bl–dy like santa claus
too hyper like i took a dose, no v–gr- dawg
i play wit the kitty, then give her my wood, call it catalog
-laughs- “syn made this piece”
i’m strapped from head to toe, gotta weapon in my sock
from the leg and below
gotta bad one
and she from mexico
peasants oh
please excuse my presence oh
im growing up, doing it, blow me a fuse in it
they see me
they like “not you again,”
hop on the beat and i ruin it. scheming, creating a plot
bringing heat to the game till they rot and she carves her name in my log. there’s never a day i’ll be off
they say your dreams
round the corner
if you put your mind to it
i say i’m dreaming while sleepin
i just let my mind do it
i got tools in my draws
money and cars
no i do not
this ain’t my flow

(verse 2)
found my rhythm
all this spitting, it got me sweating
gotta get it
i got twenty dollars on me right this second
i’m bout that pressure
go ahead and try me
like a lie detector
let me slow it down for you

yeah, i go fast on these beats
try to compare me
to anyone
they wouldn’t match up to me

(verse 3)
i hit the booth
then i play me a beat
you cannot hang around me
if you ain’t bringing no heat
i’m dropping hits after hits
not even the devil can handle this heat
catch when them bangers release
i’m working 24/7, but manage to finish like 8 in a week
i move fast, but im not in a hurry uh, nah
just finished 2 alb-ms in only a week, go holla at 31 shots
i got em stiff as a mannequin
i lock the game out
they panicking
i got a problem wit mumbling
datata, batata, batata ?
i really seem to not understand
fame on the line – wrong number, ma’am
unh, the realest out currently
forget the internet
this is reality
hop on the beat, where is gravity?
its dead silent when it comes to compet-tion
i can’t think of a rhyme so just listen
i just freestyled everything off the top, i got the sauce
now they want the recipes
i got haters texting me
y’all can’t hang here next to me
i got the hot sauce, i’m about to blow, they wanna ride my wave, its lava though. no volcano
they wanna hit me up now that i got it gone’
hear so many mumbling
y’all ain’t dope
look, spitting is fine
not gargling tho
can’t wait to finish this freestyle
and post a snippet on instagram
thats @ synfulsoldier, if y’all ain’t know

and yeah, i actually did this

- synful soldier lyrics

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