"Second Coming" lyrics
Yeah
All I do is work
I'm tired of seein' you bitch about the grind homie
Heh
The climb's half the fun
Look
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
I put years into this shit, don't discredit me
I could bomb down or spit with melody
You could talk shit but your bitch was tellin' me (What)
That I'm hot with the lyrics and the dick was heavenly
I don't bust quick, that's some hangin' with thug shit (Brrat)
I must get drunk and be pumpin' the gun with
The speed of a sewing machine 'cause she in love with me (Huh?)
And she said I would be the one she would have a son with
But I don't need a kid, I been sonnin' these artists (Sonnin')
Mommy must've took a drink 'cause you fuckin' retarted (Haha)
To think that you got bars and you comin' the hardest (Wait)
The way you kissin' on my ass is like you come out the [?]
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
I Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
Shit I could freestyle better than these rappers could write (I could)
I took the right approach, make an album a night (Uh-huh)
I never slack with the bars and the flows so damn tight (Tight)
These labels sacrificin' artists but this goat got a knife
I'm too sharp with it, and can't fuck with me (Nuh-uh)
Swam in debt now I'm drownin' in the luxury
You got a wave but that wave came because of me
In other words you're a lake, I'm the fuckin' sea (Haha)
Shit, I could ghost on the beat, and for that I'm sure (I'm sure)
I got a point to my music, no one points at yours (Uh-uh)
The point of havin' substance if your points ignore (Tell me)
Because you lack the musicality and fans got bored (Hahaha)
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
All I do is work
I'm tired of seein' you bitch about the grind homie
Heh
The climb's half the fun
Look
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
I put years into this shit, don't discredit me
I could bomb down or spit with melody
You could talk shit but your bitch was tellin' me (What)
That I'm hot with the lyrics and the dick was heavenly
I don't bust quick, that's some hangin' with thug shit (Brrat)
I must get drunk and be pumpin' the gun with
The speed of a sewing machine 'cause she in love with me (Huh?)
And she said I would be the one she would have a son with
But I don't need a kid, I been sonnin' these artists (Sonnin')
Mommy must've took a drink 'cause you fuckin' retarted (Haha)
To think that you got bars and you comin' the hardest (Wait)
The way you kissin' on my ass is like you come out the [?]
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
I Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
Shit I could freestyle better than these rappers could write (I could)
I took the right approach, make an album a night (Uh-huh)
I never slack with the bars and the flows so damn tight (Tight)
These labels sacrificin' artists but this goat got a knife
I'm too sharp with it, and can't fuck with me (Nuh-uh)
Swam in debt now I'm drownin' in the luxury
You got a wave but that wave came because of me
In other words you're a lake, I'm the fuckin' sea (Haha)
Shit, I could ghost on the beat, and for that I'm sure (I'm sure)
I got a point to my music, no one points at yours (Uh-uh)
The point of havin' substance if your points ignore (Tell me)
Because you lack the musicality and fans got bored (Hahaha)
I put like six years in it (Years in it)
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Fear in 'em)
This the second coming
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't see it comin'
I put six years in it
And I'm finally buzzin'
Had to learn how to walk now I'm finally runnin' (Haha)
I'm puttin' fear in 'em (Ay, fear in em)
This the second coming (Second comin')
Resurrected from the grave
They ain't seein' it comin'
