99 LIVES by ELMNT Lyrics
Funny how the money changes all the motives
Got the bag then homies curbed like automotives
It’s the the modern souless, still I’m a talk the solace
Leave em in the dust like an autumn solstice
Homie pulling up with lambo with my brother Rambo
Got a keep the circle fam and the work get handled
Give me loot, syllables kill em with truth, hit em with rhythm and split em in two
Wanna get on, get in the booth, deliver the proof
Taking flights to Nagasaki, used to making routes like a Kawasaki
Fresher than a dresser full of custom apparel, this shit is hard to copy
Anytime I see it do it kind of sloppy
You gon need that Kanye power just to kinda stop me
If I didn’t sign myself, I would sign to Rocky
And not the one that rhyme with papi
I got a diamond posse, 99 chambers in a project lobby
Got myself poppin diy til i die
9 lives but no pussy, gotta pay for my time
Out to get yours and take from whats mine
Scrape from the plate, leave the plague and the swine
I play like im payton if you play with my dime
Teachers said id be a drop out insane out my mind
Whats crazier is staying in the same frame
Of mind
Fuck a don dodda, playa rap hater, single jock feather shaker
Kick rocks, style’ll elevate ya
I stayed isolated like the bastard borough
Reason why the legacy’ll stay past tomorrow
Im in an aston murrow, i got a cash refferal
Im shabbaz type thorough, i got the gas to go
Far, fuck hood pass or label pass, im earl
To a rapper who traps or a dancer gurl
My people rock timbs in the summer or wallabies
Yall spice girls sing in the shower like wannabes
Truthfully ain't even coming close to none a these
Unless u 98 degrees scorch in the summer steez
My people got my back like a jansport
Art collecting all these stamps in my passport
Ask around i bet they’ll say im past dope
I guess we’ll get to witness who’s the asshole
Grand pappy throwing shade but can’t pass smoke
I guess that makes my legacy the last hope
Got the bag then homies curbed like automotives
It’s the the modern souless, still I’m a talk the solace
Leave em in the dust like an autumn solstice
Homie pulling up with lambo with my brother Rambo
Got a keep the circle fam and the work get handled
Give me loot, syllables kill em with truth, hit em with rhythm and split em in two
Wanna get on, get in the booth, deliver the proof
Taking flights to Nagasaki, used to making routes like a Kawasaki
Fresher than a dresser full of custom apparel, this shit is hard to copy
Anytime I see it do it kind of sloppy
You gon need that Kanye power just to kinda stop me
If I didn’t sign myself, I would sign to Rocky
And not the one that rhyme with papi
I got a diamond posse, 99 chambers in a project lobby
Got myself poppin diy til i die
9 lives but no pussy, gotta pay for my time
Out to get yours and take from whats mine
Scrape from the plate, leave the plague and the swine
I play like im payton if you play with my dime
Teachers said id be a drop out insane out my mind
Whats crazier is staying in the same frame
Of mind
Fuck a don dodda, playa rap hater, single jock feather shaker
Kick rocks, style’ll elevate ya
I stayed isolated like the bastard borough
Reason why the legacy’ll stay past tomorrow
Im in an aston murrow, i got a cash refferal
Im shabbaz type thorough, i got the gas to go
Far, fuck hood pass or label pass, im earl
To a rapper who traps or a dancer gurl
My people rock timbs in the summer or wallabies
Yall spice girls sing in the shower like wannabes
Truthfully ain't even coming close to none a these
Unless u 98 degrees scorch in the summer steez
My people got my back like a jansport
Art collecting all these stamps in my passport
Ask around i bet they’ll say im past dope
I guess we’ll get to witness who’s the asshole
Grand pappy throwing shade but can’t pass smoke
I guess that makes my legacy the last hope