Paperboys What You Need Lyrics

"Yo its on
ima put it together in ma hooded sean john sweater

So full of footageI bomb better
Don juan with some
strong feathers
flying from storms to warm weather
And
my long johns are gone its all pleasure
Im an umbrella just
trying to keep the rain away
My training day ended with
ovations
f*ck what haters say
Im made to play and I
stay where gladiators lay
I stay babyfaced
stay
debated while you fade to grey
I made em say -hey- this
muthaf*cka knows what he`s doing
See ive created and ive
rose from the ruins
Keeping soldiers influenced by dropping
hot shit
Face it im toxic my palm`s clutching bombs in your
cockpit
So when its on bring your chopsticks
pick up
the bits and pieces
Coming for your chips and your visas

Flip the meter
stick to the script a real leaderHail
cesarI can picture this shit,
real fever

“Listen
up and follow the flow
we`ve risen up to follow the
dough
that’s how im living, but yàll don’t now
im what
you need
we don’t care what you call it
it’s a ball we
can all afford(oslo, we`ve got you on it)
i'm what you
need”

Everybody get up
and holler if you hear me

there`s nothing but bottles here
so give em a swallow
and share fairly
I solemly swear to care
clearly im out
of the bottom this year And properly prepared
living
carefree
With barefeet up in the studio
see me puto
rubio
Shining like a movie
future`s beautiful
Coz
who you know quite like me?
That’s pretty unlikely
See
im tight like the stripes on ma nike`s(I see)
incredible im
on a level with nothing better to do
than getting ahead of
you
getting ready to
steady spew
letting em know
now
knuckle up and go rounds
so listen up f*ckers this
is profound
slowdown a little bit
I guess yall don’t
get it coz yall are idiots
professional critcs, im gon spit
at it (….)
f*cking illiterates can get the balls
no
reason to get involved
cant please em all
f*ck
yall

I'm pretty sure that I told em before
but
now i guess I`ve got to tell em again
You know its over
when the double A flow
because aint nobody better than
them

Aint no need to flatter this bastard
im the
shit
spit battery acid
Picture it
ma scriptures had
to be crafted
I flipped and now they`re flabbergasted

cos I hit like astrix
A master
getting his ass
licked
Equipped with a bag of classics
while yall are
still stuck with the fits
I`ll be passing traffic
With
nasty habits I attack the cut
And plus I flow like the
aquaduct
so back the f*ck up