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Adam Calhoun

Ratchet Strap

 

Ratchet Strap


You know I ain't fuckin wit you
Living my life like I got nothin left to prove
I keep on grindin till there's nothing left to do
And just remember it's all on you oouu

I'm swingin for the fences
Knock the covers off the [?]
Rocking coveralls I've been hot for so long I'm not gonna see the fall
Paull wall taught me how to you know... ball
And all ya'll fake as shit... middle of the mall
I been rappin like a motherfucker
8 albums 2 years
All these plaques, who cares
You dont get the news then
You lookin at tookie
I'm just lookin at you goofy
You don't even know who tookie is
I know you just my little kids
I'm slap boxin, rap monster
Quit now...my last option
Bank account fat
Action bronson, money bags sent
Get your honey fucked in the ass in the back of a hatchback
You just half ass
I'm sick as fuck I need a hazmat
Johnny... where you going with that shotgun Johnny
Ohhhh that bitch knows he in trouble... you hear her saying ooouuuu
John Terrell Brodnax they said they never heard of me
Old white cat, murdering every fuckin beat
That Adam put him on
You can't duplicate a clone
Feel better under pressure
I won't be un breaka
Got a grind on your grind bitch it's really going down
If you have a pair of you cant really stop the shine
When I find what I'm looking for I put it in a figure 4
And even if he taps bitch I ain't letting go
This for the ones that never made it and everybody that hate it
If we ever traded places the pressure would break us
Ain't no faking I'm under the old laws pause
Papaw, the coldest white rapper that they ever saw

You know I ain't fuckin wit you
Living my life like I got nothin left to prove
I keep on grindin till there's nothing left to do
And just remember its all on you oouu
Show em somethin about how tough you are thats what I heard
Softer then a perm probably keep your money in a purse
You don't
Two for one put em in the hearse
I ain't tryin to hear how much it cost for me to do a verse
And I ain't doing shit unless its Jelly Struggle Church
And you ain't doing shit but never standing on your word
I say I say what's worse
This shit is for the birds
And I ain't giving up till my name is mentioned first

You know I ain't fuckin wit you
Living my life like I got nothin left to prove
I keep on grindin till there's nothing left to do
And just remember its all on you oouu

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