Gotham

So run check and slide that visa ho
This shit get greasy for that cheese ya heard
No I ain't seen em but Ill lean em
Nah this ain't easy
Know I mean it yea I'm fiendin for that green
You know I'm greedy bruh
You seen and know I mean it
Yea I need it bruh

The tracks in the casket
The macs in the basket
Ill blast at a bastard
To prove I'm a hazard
I lose and I slash
Yea
Abuse and l thrash til I crash then I dash
Now who runnin faster then me?
Nigga that's the Lie93
Burn at 5000 degrees
Now who running faster

Who runnin fast as the Flash
Here to get to the cash that's the Lie93
And my nigga said...

Woh
Without all this chronic inside of body I'm feelin robotic like bro...
So roll me blunt of that xotic it greenlight my problems it got me on go
So damnit we poppin
This city get gritty den Gotham
They kill when they Robin them folk
And I know in this it aint no way yall can stop em
I promise just lettin em know
That I'm all bout the dough
Gotta stick to the code
And they no don't want em no schmoke
Blood get po'd like a 4
And I just been lettin em know
Im just lettin em know
That I'm all bout the dough
Gotta stick to the code
And they no don't want em no schmoke
Blood get po'd like a 4
And I just been lettin em know what

Justice leaking
The pistols peaking
Where my paper at
Ain't no time for hide and seekin
I wasn't made for that
If I point this burner at ya then I'm using that bitch
Take ya skull bone off ya shoulder now it's oozing and shit
Hold up
Here I come kicking down ya front door
You done chose to take this route so now ya gotta pay the toll
Real niggas never fold
So you better toe the line
Cuz Ima tell you like this I need all my funds on time.
So this the countdown before I commit a crime
My finger itchin Im hopin you see the signs
It ain't no talkin when Im pullin out the 9
Cuz if you ain't got my paper then I'm splattering ya mind

Woh
Without all this chronic inside of body I'm feelin robotic like bro...
So roll me blunt of that xotic it greenlight my problems it got me on go
So damnit we poppin
This city get gritty den Gotham
They kill when they Robin them folk
And I know in this it aint no way yall can stop em
I promise just lettin em know
That I'm all bout the dough
Gotta stick to the code
And they no don't want em no schmoke
Blood get po'd like a 4
And I just been lettin em know
Im just lettin em know
That I'm all bout the dough
Gotta stick to the code
And they no don't want em no schmoke
Blood get po'd like a 4
And I just been lettin em know what

The city get gritty than gotham
When clip get to poppin
And niggas get to droppin
Aint bussin no jugg and aint whippin no rock
Stoppin the op and then duckin the cop
I keep it a hunnid they get all I got
Keepin it running the engine get hot as the block and they watchin the pot as it pop
As I dip off the lot goin ghost in a drop and Im droppin the top
And I'm smoking my (Crop)

Mmm fire get a nigga high
Mmm I fall asleep and wake up in the sky
Mmm gotta let this bih fly
Mmm add 9 and 3 so u aint got to Lie
Mmm know im all bout the dough
Mmm but kill all of the beats just to make sure that they die
Mmm but gotta let this bih knock
Lie93



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Writer(s): Ceivaughn Osby
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