Obeisances: Bow down to the Savior when I step in the room Go into the kitchen make him something he can consume Clean this mother fucker up, start grabbing a broom And when I die they encapsulate my body in tombs But my statue on display still in visibility Just so all of yall can bow down individually So technically even when I'm gone you can't get rid of me I, rewrote your whole history Fuck your King and Queen, my Queen be running Sicily Why they ain't pale, ooh damn, that's a mystery But let's transcend the fact That all yall mother fuckers is clearly wack No matter, what color they is or color they give They colored bad, naw they is not for the kids I'm popping at ribs, hitting their chest, go to the heart Boulevard Big Shark, yeah I rips em apart and it's the It's that time of the hour Where you gon bow down or take lead showers I really love abusing this power Gave em the screwface when they said that it's ours It's that time of the hour Where you gon bow down or take lead showers I really love abusing this power It's all mine like a personal spliff To the face, my power is a personal trip You get erased, if you question or you do not wanna comprehend War tested with the shits, I ain't tryna make amends I'm tryna end that shit Make the beat run longer and extend that clip Extendos hit, that's why they put me on the chart Make money and I'm smart, with some better cover art, than them Shoot a shot I'm scoring Patrick Ewing Impaling bitches all colors like a moodring They ain't doing what I'm doing, they ain't moving how I'm moving I'm pursuing the dollar They be cruising for a bruising when they riding round top down in an impala Send them hot ones on em they gon yell out and holla My face is the currency, it read mad gualla, and it's the It's that time of the hour Where you gon bow down or take lead showers I really love abusing this power Gave em the screwface when they said that it's ours It's that time of the hour Where you gon bow down or take lead showers I really love abusing this power Pay obeisances Lay down, do dandavats Aint no kissing the ring over here, kiss the feet, the toenail

Flattery: My flow always proper, coke with a little vodka Kick a beat back and forth, now we playing soccer Hit him in the head he concussed, see the doctor Acapella killing rhymes up in Opalacka Go back to the locker where I keep my gun It makes niggas trackstars, it inspires the run Like JMJ, and that DMC I'm SS, LI, and a part of Queens Double meaning, think deeply, you beneath me Fly 1 hour now I'm walking down Peachtree Easy does it when I do it how I does it And I'm never switching up because them mother fuckers love it Yo who the fuck really nice like this They always try real hard just to bite my shit I'm biting my lip, I kind of like the little flattery Back to hell they go, cut em like I was a coach I coulda used another word but hang em with a rope So, I had to save a phrase Incase I had to bring it out on rainy days I'm Major Paid like Flavor Flav And that's that Port Knox love, it stay the same They changed the game, now I'ma change the frame The letter S in the alphabet, remember the name Fuck fame I don't need it, little bitch you could keep it Soon as niggas get fame, they visiting the precint That's really real talk Boulevard from the Bay all the way to New York Who the fuck really nice like this They always try real hard just to bite my shit I'm biting my lip, I kind of like the little flattery Next up? Oh you said it for years Don't say it no more, it be shedding me tears Really I fear, will he end up like a few punks Damn, that shit scarier than Goosebumps Had to kill it with my Gilo flow Serious, like the position of that CEO, here we go If you didn't know well now you know Treat the case like a locked door, it stay closed Unless they bank account froze And they start to pillow talk to them silly ass hoes But if they ever did then they some silly assholes Cause we the type of people put them holes in your clothes And that coke in your nose nigga Who the fuck really nice like this They always try real hard just to bite my shit I'm biting my lip, I kinda like the little flattery

Blvd Savior: Keep the lights dim for this This a smack in the ear, not the chin and the fist This that crack in the air with the beeper close by We ain't fighting naw naw we keep the toast by Bread pop up lead from the toast fly Heads drop out just for playing them both sides We ain't never switching up shit Except a phone number on a dirty ass bitch Turn to a roadrunner like a motherfucking snitch, God gon get you back Thought he had some power, smoked up a bit of flower Fucked around and had an asthma attack It's like Dante's wishing and the devil's in the kitchen Talking bout it's hot in here so come in try and be a victim And we ain't playing bout it neither If them niggas got amnesia we remind em with a seizure Bang in the side of they hat Blvd Savior made you niggas say you don't rap Bang in the side of they hat Blvd Savior made you niggas say you don't rap Bang in the side of they hat It's like that Told yall, I don't see a barrier Everytime I see your girlfriend I see a carrier A mule, I use her like a tool Airhead in the draw, that's a fool School where I take em where I shake em and I break em Show em where they going, I be navigating In a Navigator, I'm a high roller If you got a problem with me then pull over Guns all bout knock down toy soldiers If he made my blood boil bet you his colder Fizzle with that pop pop pop like soda. Double meaning when the aah bubble in your shoulder Who nicer with the pen If not me then one of my friends Who be bringing in the ends If not me then probably one of them Bang in the side of they hat Blvd Savior made you niggas say you don't rap Bang in the side of they hat Blvd Savior made you niggas say you don't rap Bang in the side of they hat Blvd Savior made you niggas say you don't rap Bang in the side of they hat It's like that

Sidewalk Splat: Stop chatting, really you aint saying nothing slick Get witty with it, metaphors heavy like a brick Go steady with it, ring on marry the bitch And get your weight up, so that you can carry the bitch I'm the shit, they should put me on an arrogant list Slap a caffor in the mouth with a cannibal fist I ain't saying that I'm lyrical like Canibus is But I know that in here I exist, catch my drift I'm a fucking connoisseur when it comes to the beats And I, spit that manure all over the street They be like dog get that mother fucker off of the leash Send back more heat for the Jeep Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? I'm nice, nigga it's the curry and the rice With a bit more seasoning, they really ain't seeing him Queens get the money, Mobb Deep on the CNN Fucka wrote bad bout me, wont never read again Niggas thought I forgot, naw I made em bleed again Right in front of the cops, I blast all tree of dem I'm crazy like that Try and play me like I'm lazy and I form an attack In front of ladies and them babies, I be on it like that Left your sidewalk looking like splat And they was yelling out braaat, but I ain't say none of that Ayo Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't flopping? Sound system thumping knocking now them cowards pocket watching Wondering, pondering, why he ain't? Hah

Worn: Sharp is the sword when the sword cut arms Keep your hands closed cause I'm known to cut palms I'm a Don but I don't keep a chain or a charm A plane or a foreign, I'm just saying that it's worn Your fabric, I'm saying that it's torn Looking raggedy faggoty yeah, you getting warm And I'm glad to be had to be the, best to perform Take the battery outta the, set he be on Cause to me the nigga is a peon Face bright saying loser all up in neon Frank White would've told yall go and get a life not a mic All you little dog niggas love to bite Fight, yall flight, no question about it Catch a domestic at the courthouse, catch me around it I park the vehicle a block away from where I found it I left the keys in the trunk so the D's surround it They lost they peace but the piece I found it 4 5 6 headcrack, bleed a fountain Bad parenting, 6 feet deep and grounded Dust em for a couple of ounces, bitch Sharp is the sword when the sword cut arms Keep your hands closed cause I'm known to cut palms I'm a Don but I don't keep a chain or a charm A plane or a foreign, I'm just saying that it's worn Bitch, don't try to switch it up now When I buck rounds everybody duck down Fuck clowns, I don't give a laugh or a fuck now They saying that I'm Indian okay, well big up Lucknow I bet you that they bumping my shit On the strip with Moose Wala on the back of the whip Getting loose off some juice with the fifs and all that Niggas capping so I shoot a shot inside their tall hat And your lady she a hanger on, she a mall rat Fat ass on the cat, tight dress, all black Bad gyal, come sit pon di dick, let's slap She ain't never hear no shit like that When I, text the bitch she gon call right back, you know I be popping it off She like to wear them jeans off of her asscrack, one ugh and I'm dropping her off You know the Savior he gon play ya but he still be getting favors And slowly levitating like he on an elevator Escalator cause the shit be looking effortless And I remember everything just like an elephant Sharp is the sword when the sword cut arms Keep your hands closed cause I'm known to cut palms I'm a Don but I don't keep a chain or a charm A plane or a foreign, I'm just saying that it's worn Aaah

And another one Here we go again And another one Here we go And another one Here we go again I got another one Here we go Big Shark and I'm back with the fix Cleaned up a bit so you never see the block Team in the back they gon let it off the hip Do it off the rip, don't do it for the click My style could never be imitated Made back to back tracks need to ventilate it Every bitch that I want, you know I penetrate it Devastate it, work her body out when she get naked That's how I does it in the Republic Break bread with em and we call that shit the covenant So I don't want none of your mustard No custard, mother fucker I don't trust ya And I don't wanna make nothing with ya Bitchya, name is, toxic like Hitler Hit ya wit the iron if you keep fucking trying me When you dining with your lady, why the fuck she eying me And another one Here we go again And another one Here we go And another one Here we go again I got another one Here we go They ain't ready though I ain't waiting for them bitches man I gotta go Tryna put my uhh all up in her collarbone So when she at home, naw she not alone Dollar probably making change out her Crazy what the lady do for little bits of powder Got a bag of flour now my dick gon get devoured Dirty girl licked it, I ain't even fucking shower Ooou, how I'm so grimey Blimey, probably cause I'm born in the 90s Probably cause a lotta people died untimely Glorified rings and things that look shiny Did I ever give a care bout it, doubt it I ain't even pulling out an outfit Nowadays anyone's an accountant I'm just tryna make em stop counting And another one Here we go again And another one Here we go And another one Here we go again I got another one Here we go