Power by Edo. G Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm too powerful, you horrible
Ain't nothing sweet, cute, neat, adorable
It's deplorable
I get this green like chlorophyll
The order's full so I throw a audible
Ey, I'm sort of ill
Homie, you better chill
You get a head of steam and a head of steel
The lead is real, Ed is real
You feeling like the driver, take the steering wheel
I been smart, you been dumb and then some
I turn outcome into income
You lose some, you win some
I'm at the win, son
Or the Windom, head coach, you interim
Ey, you filling in, Edo is ill again
For them dividends, on my own like Gilligan
The ground I broke, dawg, you just drilling in
This is hardcore rap, ain't nothing feminine
Edo is incredible
Your writing style illegible
New England safety, James, aheadable
I never step foot on a pedestal
Blew once, second time inevitable
Caught the pain, fought the fame
This game will lend you an umbrella
Take it back when it starts to rain
And I don't floss for birds
Never at a loss for words
This, that and the third
Haven't you heard, my verbs never slurred
Preferred the absurd 'till money is transferred
You unheard, young bird
When beef gets stirred you get bullied like Yung Berg
I throw a new pitch, thugs do snitch
Gangster's played out, smart's the new rich
Nigga
Yo, I'm too powerful, you horrible
Ain't nothing sweet, cute, neat, adorable
It's deplorable
I get this green like chlorophyll
The order's full so I throw a audible
Ey, I'm sort of ill
Homie, you better chill
You get a head of steam and a head of steel
The lead is real, Ed is real
You feeling like the driver, take the steering wheel
I been smart, you been dumb and then some
I turn outcome into income
You lose some, you win some
I'm at the win, son
Or the Windom, head coach, you interim
Ey, you filling in, Edo is ill again
For them dividends, on my own like Gilligan
The ground I broke, dawg, you just drilling in
This is hardcore rap, ain't nothing feminine
Edo is incredible
Your writing style illegible
New England safety, James, aheadable
I never step foot on a pedestal
Blew once, second time inevitable
Caught the pain, fought the fame
This game will lend you an umbrella
Take it back when it starts to rain
And I don't floss for birds
Never at a loss for words
This, that and the third
Haven't you heard, my verbs never slurred
Preferred the absurd 'till money is transferred
You unheard, young bird
When beef gets stirred you get bullied like Yung Berg
I throw a new pitch, thugs do snitch
Gangster's played out, smart's the new rich
Nigga