Skyway - Get Yours lyrics

-INTRO- Flow is the realest (nope!)... Flow is the realest (Ugh!) -VERSE 1- [Rufat] Flow is the realest, bout as ill as Lil' kids stuck up in the play pen, eating paint thinna Bump it in yo' civic, with yo' windows tinted Got yo' chick bouncing soo hard, made her pop a titty My country a** just tryna make it in a city Where designer names and c**aine make you look pretty It's a cold cold game, gotta fly campaign And these candidates can't handle it, or manage to remain Blasting off, a wra**ala (wrestler), who hara** lightweights It's a ma**acre... whooop! Glide on s**as like a wave, my surfboard made outta 14k Let the palm trees sway, not from oakland man But we still from the bay St. Pete, Game Deep, Hop up in a damn jeep D Boy speakers got em bumpin like a stampede -HOOK- [Rufat] What, what, what, what, what, what, what, (3x) What, what, what, hop off and get yours! -VERSE 2- [Rufat] Ugh! get yours You busy poppin off and gettin loud with the words I'm something like Pesci, piss me off and get served Like a plate of Hors d'oeuvres, man you stepping on a turf Where survival is a must, and the chatting won't work I'm just tryin' to bring it home, you still slacking on first Hi hater, de hydrated, and dying of thirst When yo' mind on ya' money p**y comes with the perks If you put it in reverse, then ya' hustle gets cursed If ya' heart ain't in it, then ya' feelings get hurt I'm too busy on the offensive to ever get offended These stick and these stone weapons, ain't hitting my soul, check it They kicking it cold turkey, I'm going for mo' seconds No breakin' or recessing, like hanging with ol' Gretchen Any begging for no blessings, just hitting em' all tekken Consecutive head shots, we running it no questions -HOOK- [Rufat] What, what, what, what, what, what, what, (3x) What, what, what, hop off and get yours! -BRIDGE- [WYSS] I'm bending corners with no place to go Slow speeds will change you in no time soon The future is yours, and your gold Do you really need me gone? Account for what I've done Our stories will grow And I thank you for holding me to it It is positive change for me -VERSE 3- [Rufat] Started off in cyphers with a backpack Nah I'm not a cracker, acting silly spittin' frat raps Partly I'm armenian, hardly a kardashian Wildin' like tasmanians, can you please say yo' name again? What you ask fo'? I'm a a**hole Yeah I'm handsome, but I'm a hand full Springing a leak, they cling in a week They say I'm rough around the edges I'm bohemian chic, sheesh! Have it all, Have it all, what you waiting for? I was once a lil' boy balling with his paytons on Those came with the zippers, no shame for a mister To take a desperate dame and send her to the clippers, I'm stern Or lob her to griffin, like vlade I'm centered La di da di, find someone slicka, is unlikely like asians with perms I'm cherry picking, I ain't waiting my turn I wasn't born with this pimping I just took the time out to learn, word! -HOOK- [Rufat] What, what, what, what, what, what, what, (3x) What, what, what, hop off and get yours! -END BREAK- (SCREWED) I'm bending corners with no place to go Slow speeds will change you in no time soon