Stevie Crooks - Son of Poseidon (The Sail) lyrics

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Stevie Crooks - Son of Poseidon (The Sail) lyrics

[Intro] We all strive to be the best Finally, n***a. Finally [Verse 1] What it do? Took a while, but finally I am back to flex Pa** the check, find me in some sweats and something on my neck Magical. Being floaty like this, b**h it's natural Cla**ical. Me and Blair collabin' break yo' clavicle Heavyweight medical inside me make me meditate Courvoisier compliment the taste, that's pepper on the steak Hella great. All it take is fifteen for me to glide See inside Stevie mind, find out how I freak the rhyme Baby you too s**y for that shirt, why don't you take it off? Break me off. One shot, k**ed the king now I'm a boss Want a job? Got that. Hundred wads, profit Cryst bottle we poppin'. Celebrate and we locked it North side, west side, west side, north side War cry, whoop! Hear that and they all die Shark tanks inside the condo, got the black-light Hammerheads doing circles is that right? [Hook] Told you, I'mma make some sh** To have you feelin' like you in Miami with a Spanish chick with curly hair Told you, I'mma make some sh** To have you feelin' like you rule the world, you lookin' down at it from the air Born on Olympus... I was born on Olympus Sound like Olympus. E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I [Verse 2] Marino sweaters and Mozzarella go hand in hand I've gotten better, I'm dressing fresher, I wash my hands I took a palm tree some sand and took it to the ocean I made an island, brought my homies and we started smokin' I called a dolphin and gave him a plan, he swam away Returned with whales who chauffeured me back to where I stay In the process, the water became a large force Tsunami posse, splashing Cali and New York Pica**o painting pictures with flow Making visions that show I'm the difference, uh oh Been a while since you heard a n***a really who think he the sh** and can back it up Back up off my dick. Call me whack and now you switch? You a cla**ic hypocrite. This is it I'mma blow the world up when I be rich (yeah) Wifey gon' be bomb (yeah) Mansion gon' be bomb (yeah) Benz wagon atomic (yeah) Put that on my Mom [Hook]