Combustion

I'm getting rich in a rush the money starting to scare me
kill a rapper with a hush I'm just waiting for them to dare me
I'm doing my thing like I never done it before
and I still post up at the corner store
with my forty fo' and blunt of dro
so stop hating on the flow you muthafucking hoe
I run this bitch they calling me A gold medalist
if hip hop was a bike I'd be Lance Armstrong Peddling
Niggas can't settle me , flow like kettle, tea
Your response can't level me
all them lines for nothing everyone knows u fronting
I done killed u for stunting while i was blunted
now u fucking with an erruption the mc combustion
cops can come bust him but he got a weed card so fuck them
You calling me sloppy but ya name probably joe
everytime u see in the street i got a blunt full of dro
and a pound of the purple make u laugh like erkle
and my niggas all jerks but we never in a circle
fuck this nigga ill hurt u it dont take much for me to murk u
nigga i went on google and searched u still couldnt find a rehearsal
ur wack, and my raps scar like bats, so fuck u and your wack trash