Rising lyrics

(Keyblade!)
(2k3 Lifestyle)
Yea, yeah

[Verse]
Bullets fly out, put you in the pavement
b*tch I'm high as f*ck, like I'm flying in a spaceship
b*tch I'm in the cut, high as f*ck, I'm with Ways man
And your drip be ass as f*ck, everything a fashion statement
On that b*tch I'm finna f*ck, why you asking for a hug
You smoke my gas, now you stuck like a pig in the mud
b*tch I go, I can't stop
Can I stop? I cannot
b*tch I'm counting big bank, while your sh*t a leprechaun
Black and white switch, b*tch know what I'm on
And there ain't no fighting, switch sing, you're above
b*tch I bring the pipe in, like a f*cking plumber
My brother just popped a pill, getting dumb and dumber

Yeah
I f*ck my bank up
Then I make up
I'm getting payed, yеa
Is you the same? Nah
I ain't bilingual, but I'm counting pesos
Wе gone spin your block, yea, tornado
We gone do you wrong, yea, do you fatal
We gone do you how the Black Ops [?]
Rolled a Backwood, Roly-Poly
This b*tch finna make me laugh, she think she want it only
But b*tch I got ho's, yea, like Santa
This b*tch white and she black, yea, like a panda
[?] yea it's not random
I'm always flowing in this ho, I create many anthems
Your b*tch on my, c*ck, cuz I'm handsum
And this song with Cj, we shoot at your mandems
If I don't get no bread today, I'm throwing tantrums
If you don't get no bread today then you just give up (Give up)

[Outro]
b*tch I'm counting big bank, while your sh*t a leprechaun (Three!)
Black and white switch, b*tch know what I'm on
And there ain't no fighting, switch sing, you're above (Track loading)
b*tch I bring the pipe in, like a f*cking plumber
My brother just popped a pill, getting dumb and dumber

Yeah
I f*ck my bank up
Then I make up
I'm getting payed, yea
Is you the same? Nah
I ain't bilingual, but I'm counting pesos
We gone spin your block, yea, tornado
We gone do you wrong, yea, do you fatal
We gone do you how the Black Ops [?]
Rolled a Backwood, Roly-Poly
This b*tch finna make me laugh, she think she want it only
But b*tch I got ho's, yea, like Santa
This b*tch white and she black, yea, like a panda
[?] yea it's not random
I'm always flowing in this ho, I create many anthems
Your b*tch on my, c*ck, cuz I'm handsum
And this song with Cj, we shoot at your mandems
If I don't get no bread today, I'm throwing tantrums
If you don't get no bread today then you just give up (Give up)