The Rise

Marcus Fleming

Aye, mic check, is this thing on?
Can they hear me?
Alright, bet
Yo
I found a style, yeah, I found it found it
Calm down girl, you houndin' houndin'
High school, we was clownin' clownin'
In that pussy, I be drownin' drownin'
King shit, I be crownin' crownin'
I'm makin' more moves and less announcements
Fuck yo name and how you pronounce it
I'm good at math, I don't need accountants
Don't trust niggas, I watch my surroundings
You capped out, man this shit astoundin'
Was doin' chores just to get allowance
They sneak dissin' and I won't allow it
You in the back, oh, that's why you shoutin'
Go ask about me, bitch, I'm really 'bout it
I'm drippin' like a fuckin' water fountain
I'm top 5, I am on the mountain
I got it, but I told 'em I ain't got it
You steady countin' somebody else's pockets
I'm takin' off, yeah, I'm a rocket
I'm plugged in, nigga, I'm the socket
Ain't like my shit, but you sat and watched it
I see y'all niggas out here sharin' outfits
Don't tell nobody, but they sharin' my dick
Man, wasn't nobody sharin' my shit
Man, na everybody sharin' my shit
I'm still wit' who I started off wit'
Can't count on niggas, found they was counterfeit
Can't count on bitches, found they was counterfeit
If it's about some money, then count me in
Oh word up, you say the legends scoutin'?
I faked the toss, this a QB option
I had to get it, it was not a option
This what you want? Man, I highly doubt it
I got the addy, I can quickly route it
She got a bra, but they steady bouncin'
She spoiled rotten, man, she always poutin'
This cadence crazy, I like how it's soundin'
This head crazy, I like how it's soundin'
This pussy crazy, I like how it's soundin'
My neighbors crazy, man, I think they fightin'
Aye, how I'm gon' sound? Saying, "I quit"
That's like somebody fat sayin' they fit
That's like somebody sayin', "Dad you ain't hit"
I gotta say it, Tory ain't do that shit
She let me hit it once, now that bitch sis
Don't need no gun, bitch, I'm good with my fists
Don't need no ghost writer, got a good wrist
I'm good at jackin' off, I don't need no bitch
I played yo album, all dem bitches was skips
She rushin' back, oh, this must be a blitz
You say you broke, what's the plan to get rich?
I'm workin' harder and I'm takin' more risks
I came a long way from handin' out discs
Yeah, I was there when God was handin' out gifts
Like, "Oh my God, thank you God, what is this?"
He like, "Boy, if you don't gon', you don't get"
What made you think you could ask for a kiss?
Man, ion know where the fuck yo' lips been
Man, ion know the who, what, where, or when
Man, all I knows you get out what you put in
Remember days I was workin' 1st shift
Remember days I was on 2nd shift
Remember days I workin' 3rd shift
I make my own schedule na, bitch I'm lit
Them views fake, I know they not legit
Them boobs fake, I know they not legit
Them shoes fake, I know they not legit
Between ass and titties, I'm takin' tits
I'm anti-social, I don't wanna kick it
You bouta drop? That's wassup, crickets
Hmmm, I should drop cause I'm independent
Alright I stop, na I ain't finished
Yeah
Mood 3 on the way, fuck wit' me
I'm in that one type of bag nigga, show you niggas I'm back man
I ain't gon' do too much muthafuckin' talkin'
Real rap
No cap
Originality nigga, I got my own style nigga
Influenced by the muthafuckin' Gods nigga, influenced by the greats nigga
I'ma be the next nigga to do this shit man
Top 10 when it's all set and done man, it's all facts
One of the best niggas in my city too
And we can put whatever on that

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