Dandelions ft. KR Prince Lyrics

Groovy

Mone

World

Nigga

Go

My niggas be on pimp shit

Might come thru if i'm tempted

Heard these niggas stealing flows aint no thief gone try attempting

Mone

So sick need airborne

And my niggas gone ball like and-1

I stand to tall won't fall one call thats all then pick ya mans up

I love it

Niggas ain't feeling your energy

But I keep it on point like a widows peak

Im making some peace with my inner demons

Im telling the reaper to send a beat

He stand ten toes we counting feet

I kept it 100 like centipedes

Now send a plead

You send a fee

I kill a beat

Im right on the map where the killers be

Some niggas ain't hearing the shit that you saying

Im interrupting the music you playing

Play one of my songs then get you a fan

The heat wont go but nigga im saying

I been thru hell you prolly could tell

Im tired of the bull shit you playing

He tired of the bull shit you playing nigga

Tryna get rich before that college hit

Aint even got no scholarship

Turn ya main girl to my side chick

We vibing thats just obvious

So cold with no diamonds

Terrific the way im rhyming

Like tony hawk I been grinding

No rolex but perfect timing

Like Rolexes I been shining

Just hoping of getting signed

Lord please show me a sign

Aint nobody on my level man all these niggas is lying

If im lying then im flying and a nigga afraid of heights

They say you one of a kind I dont buy into the hype

I see you on the grind tryna buy into these mic's

Real

Mone

World

Nigga

And im ghost

Spit so hot make a dragon jealous

Making a gem we gone up the pressure

Track after track only getting better

Man i'm chasing the racks yea that bag forever

She gone too fast wish I never met her

Wish I never respond with the 4 letters

Pour up the lean but I never measure

And im praying the puzzle gone fall together

I be telling my story

But they try to ignore me

I knew they wasn't for me

I tell them record me

Lost in my mind I feel like my first name dory

Or maybe its nemo I be needing a cheat code

But this aint a game

I been with some people

I didnt look through the peep hole

Now im feeling this pain

I dont even stress it

Im just hoping they getting the message

I been through so much I done stole stuff

Just to get a couple people presents

But I rather be broke and keep my soul

I aint gotta sell a thing

You know me I snap on every beat

Cant answer when the phone ring

And you know thats the truth

You can call my brothers

This aint gone stop till they put me under

Lights on stage and the crowd thunder

Winnin the race im a mile runner

Spit so hot make the devil angry

Im sorry like this the way god made me

Doing my best they supposed to hate me

And if they get a chance they gone try to take me

Tryna get rich before that college hit

Aint even got no scholarship

Turn ya main girl to my side chick

We vibing thats just obvious

So cold with no diamonds

Terrific the way im rhyming

Like tony hawk I been grinding

No rolex but perfect timing

Like Rolexes I been shining

Just hoping of getting signed

Lord please show me a sign

Aint nobody on my level man all these niggas is lying

If im lying then im flying and a nigga afraid of heights

They say you one of a kind I dont buy into the hype

I see you on the grind tryna buy into these mic's

Real

Mone

World

Nigga