A Stream and Shout Outs Song Lyrics

Get that dough
Jump off yo' bed, get that coat
This ain't no game — tic-tac-toe
Jump off the pan, out that stove
Dilapidate it, get up and face it
Gotta go get up and tie up your laces
Run so hard and fast on the path that your heart and your trail be left all blazing
Raising hell 'til you die
Spit that shit that melting your mind
Make that art that's close to divine
And do that shit that makes you alive
Yeah, yeah, that's that truth
Stick it to your brain with a drop of glue
Let it take you to places tropical
With the white-ish sand and a water view
Ting goes 'pew', shoot that thing
Weaving a web with hyperlinks
And rhyming like how Tupac thinks
And I be loyal, I don't swing
I don't sink, I don't swim
I be floating on that brink
As I try to go ahead bleed that ink
As I flow so smooth like fur of mink
Okay, enough of that
I'll be working 'til I collapse
Or I push so damn hard that I prolapse
And I get mad sick and throw up the mash
I go one way — I am a hash
Slashing it up like knife to a gash
On that straight like I am a dash
On that drive to get me the cash

Oh oh let that go