- Ivy Sole All Mine 歌詞
- Ivy Sole
- Look at the flick of the wrist
Look at the chip in my tooth
I was 12 when I first caught a fist
Now I throw hands in the booth, to tell you the truth
A little cash wouldnt be the worst thing
So if you would just loosen up them purse strings
Im in pursuit of happiness clapping tracks with the truth, unh
All I see is wackness the packaging has to be proof
A catalyst with hella aptitude for visual aesthetic
Captivating masses, rhyme schemes chock full of message
I aint cocky, I heard confidence is key
Busting doors up off the hinges with the weight of my speech
Just wait and youll see
No second coming of Lauryn I got bigger
Hills to climb, no disrespect but its my time, yeah
They keep telling me Im timeless, steady calling me your highness
Because its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Mama asked me why Im stressing, she said baby get your blessing
Because its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine
Turn up turn up turn up we so lit lit lit lit
Shawty leaning like the syrup getcho f-f-f-fix
Mix the purpose with the furnace, gimme that beat below my sternum
Worship service save the sermon, thats my shit, thats a hit
Kickin dust up
Cause I heard Ivy Sole be that spontaneous combuster, microphone trucker
Only bars when they discuss her,
Come straight for your head, just might concuss ya
So come correct orget your luck up, you numbnut
Word around town is real rap is on the way
So forget what you was looking for tomorrow cause today
We dodged the devil for 24, hoping we see many more
Handing beats the first 48, feeling great, uh
They keep telling me Im timeless, steady calling me your highness
Because its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine , its all mine
Mama asked me why Im stressing, she said baby get your blessing
Because its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine
See I was in the Chi, I was feeling quite the opposite
Sippin on a vibe, like water for chocolate
Approximate release date looming, heart rate booming
Tryna figure if my mom would let me have my own room
And I resumed the campaign, but I aint pressed for your caucus
I dont need votes or elections, Im a descendant of raucous
Yall rappers talk us to death neer even a penny to show
Barely a song to your name and yet you flex like a pro
I aint got press at the moment but yes my presence it glows
Applying pressure to the wounds that I deliver my foes
Yall should consider dying slow, wouldnt wanna miss the come up
Heard winter be the season for preparing for the summer
What a shame, what a bummer, you thought you was next
You got less drive than a Hummer on cinderblocks I suspect
My ten toes tap tempos none can match but I
So when you ask me for the time, I can only reply
That its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine, its all mine
Yeah its mine, its all mine, its all mine, yeah
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