From $amo With Love
I ate the beat threw it up now regurgitatin
And niggas don't want me to win so they always hated
Stomp on the devil my sole over satin
Jesus on my chest God knew that I would make it
Jus gimme the money the fame overrated
You ever hit a bitch on her birthday while faded
Left her wit a baby next week said happy belated
Gah damn it's a damn shame
And what T-Pain say
All these babies screaming my name
Chronic dry eyes bitch I need some vizene
Cuz I been seeing all these visions I feel the spirit all in my future
She been seeing money now she been reading the Kamasutra
And we gone do it
My dreams so lucid
My dreams so Martin Luther
Yo dream is free hookah
So I had to stepback like three Lukas
Hold on aye
Preaching to the masses
While Im teaching to the classes
They wanna know what happened
From the cradle to the ashes
Basquiat wrote his words in the paint
Water colors paint a picture like the word of his name
Spray paint to the mic spray paint in your brain
On a wall or in ya ears it’ll hit you the same
So what’s the name
Whats the word
SA to the Mo
Where they sip on that syrup where its slurred
Im differed
I'ma nerd
Never heard
If ima sheep wit the herd
Rob the shepherd for his curd
So what’s the name
Say it louder
It's gone make my pops smile
It's gone make my momma prouder
Plant a seed then I sprout up
I'ma tree not no flower
Similac to baby powder
Now im spreading all my power
And that's the story of me
Listen hard and close ya eyes and maybe you can see
I was bout 13 started fuckin wit that rap shit
Sho saved a verse so I spit a lot of cap shit
Rappin through them apple ear plugs sounded jack shit
But the bars was kinda tight like a Young Thug jacket
Ayo breezy look at me now
The labels tryna hit me line say they fuck wit my sound
But I rather take a hunnid rounds
Or run about a hunnid miles
Than sign a shitty deal
And let these labels turn me to a clown
'99, thats the year it went down
I mean Joey had his wave but $amo took the crown
Straight out the womb
To the room of the Hall of Famers
Carried from the tomb by some God sent angels
S A to the M O
