Tekst piosenki
[Intro]
This the shit that comes out your mind…
Oof
I’m just going with the flow
Yeah I’m just going with the flow
[Verse 1:]
It’s about time I get to be mad grimy
I’m about to take this shit to ten past ninety
I’m laid back, hair slicked back, Pat Riley
They’re screaming mercy? Bitch please ask kindly
To me? All that shit is mad funny
All I see around me is a tragic comedy
My space jams got them jumping off the balcony
My beard’s glistening, feeling so damn handsomely
Hate on me all you want, it won’t do shit for your sanity
Listen to me, I can’t hear what you’re sayin to me
Killin these beats? I can’t even pay the release
Follow me, later on my reputation precedes
They can’t see me, of course they’ll misconceive
Just believe I’ll convince the ones that’ll disagree
Some are still destructive, they’re feelin incomplete
That’s just self-destruction, watch their demons unleash
[Hook:]
POMPOUS he lost his mind
This the kind of rhyme
That he spits with the conviction of those who commit the crime
I promise I’ll never lie
These haters never rhyme
If they can’t take the diss then they better fuckin hide
Don’t care who’ll mess with it
Sarah or Elizabeth
The flow is in the penmanship
The Middle East on this Westside Shit
[Bridge]
I mean, they won’t ever figure me out
No idea what they’re worried about
They lost thirty pounds to be world renowned
[Verse 2]
Sure thing I am in fact a King
But I’m liven that life in this here democracy
I got West Coast high, I called that Westernize (Western-eyes?)
First smoked with the girl then I felt her thighs
Always keep my cool, ya forever ice
The metal bat in my closet won’t ever strike
Yeah I’m hitting home runs, yeah you better hide
I used to act up like I could never die
UH
When I say POMPOUS I’m not tryna be that modest
Straight up honest, won’t stop till I grab this goddess
Stay unconscious facing fate faded like I got this
What’s a crown to a God? You simply cannot top this
You this train will slow? You really cannot stop this
Childlike all your life like Andy Milonakis
You feel me?
Yeah I do feel like I really have it
These Tricks are for kids bitch
Don’t be that silly rabbit
Hook:]
POMPOUS he lost his mind
This the kind of rhyme
That he spits with the conviction of those who commit the crime
I promise I’ll never lie
These haters never rhyme
If they can’t take the diss then they better fuckin hide
Don’t care who’ll mess with it
Sarah or Elizabeth
The flow is in the penmanship
The Middle East on this Westside Shit
[Bridge]
I mean, they won’t ever figure me out
No idea what they’re worried about
They lost thirty pounds to be world renowned
YEAH
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