ELZhi - The Great lyrics
[ELZhi - The Great lyrics]
Yeah, I'm finally on my one-two
You fake artists is untrue
Now watch how the son do
Without me, who would you run to
To hold the best kept secret
Like walking in a club sneaking a gun through
Welcome to the album and how come
The style from the child attack
The crowd like a falcon
Well, the gift just in me
Like a fifth of Henny
Cross the Pacific, lifted
Spending different pennies
From foreign currency
And just then it occurred to me
That I'd turned a G
In every sense of what the word could be
See I came up, where niggas aim pumps
And you can frame stomped
If you a lame chomp it's ashamed
That many didn't make if
From the pissy mattress and shitty blanket
When I left the city vacant
I, got the right to grip the
Balls in my nut sack
Front, back, no matter what track
I'm spitting cut crack el is, invincible
A minstrel show is not sensible
When I insist to flow
In suspense and let a sentence go
This is mental heat, on a sheet written
From a seat, sitting, in a presidential suite
Off of gam weed
Light it up to make my hand bleed
Poetry, that hopefully breathes what
A fan needs
Now I'm considered this great, niggas'll hate
Cause, I move to a bigger estate
Crib with a gate
Stay dipped, with a pay day grip
Hit a jay tip and may flip, like a AK clip
In a getaway whip
Popping off, when you see me on the shelf
It's got you beating on yourself
Like you trying to stop a cough
Till my, soul is with Christ
I control a device
With a scroll, precise as a ho
Y'all rolling the dice (see)
Who's ever misled, should piss red
Suck a dick and kiss head from the fist
Y'all was just fed
You fake artists is untrue
Now watch how the son do
Without me, who would you run to
To hold the best kept secret
Like walking in a club sneaking a gun through
Welcome to the album and how come
The style from the child attack
The crowd like a falcon
Well, the gift just in me
Like a fifth of Henny
Cross the Pacific, lifted
Spending different pennies
From foreign currency
And just then it occurred to me
That I'd turned a G
In every sense of what the word could be
See I came up, where niggas aim pumps
And you can frame stomped
If you a lame chomp it's ashamed
That many didn't make if
From the pissy mattress and shitty blanket
When I left the city vacant
I, got the right to grip the
Balls in my nut sack
Front, back, no matter what track
I'm spitting cut crack el is, invincible
A minstrel show is not sensible
When I insist to flow
In suspense and let a sentence go
This is mental heat, on a sheet written
From a seat, sitting, in a presidential suite
Off of gam weed
Light it up to make my hand bleed
Poetry, that hopefully breathes what
A fan needs
Now I'm considered this great, niggas'll hate
Cause, I move to a bigger estate
Crib with a gate
Stay dipped, with a pay day grip
Hit a jay tip and may flip, like a AK clip
In a getaway whip
Popping off, when you see me on the shelf
It's got you beating on yourself
Like you trying to stop a cough
Till my, soul is with Christ
I control a device
With a scroll, precise as a ho
Y'all rolling the dice (see)
Who's ever misled, should piss red
Suck a dick and kiss head from the fist
Y'all was just fed