Take Over the Map (feat. Michael Terance)

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout to take over the map

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout to take over the map

A lotta shit made my mind set

But thank GOD for a mindset

Got plans of taking the world

Time moving to slow it ain't mine yet

Ppl gettin grimey

Icky Vicky BITCHES slimy

Got bread like Dez but let a **** try me

Find your body

You can't sign me

They waste my time

That's perfect timing

Nevermind me

Said I love her ask the high me

Ate her juice box split her Hi C

It's a crisis

Fuck these **** just like Isis

Y'all roadkill I got a license

I got that cake y'all can hold that icing

I'm throwing the route, Mike makin the plays

You know we gone ball everything tres

Fuck love it was a phase

Soon to be stars mike they gone gaze

Talking that shit and don't know what we bout

He claiming the the west and I'm crowning the south, say it I slap all that hate out your mouth

If hip-hops your home then I'm all in your house

Thinking you hot but all fires get doused

Cooler than breezes whenever I'm out

You are who you are cause you paying for clout

Started 06' I remember the drought

Don't smoke as much I remember the cloud

Quiet as fuck I always was loud

Smoking these rappers careers going shrouds

Just throw me the play I'll remember the route

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout'to take over the map

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout to take over the map

Guess you'd say we on now From sun up to sun down Even though the night Guess we'd spark some light for all now

Food for thought and life Moving right just like I thought 'bout writing me more lines

More lies might make me go blind

My vision is so tight

You gone need you some strobe lights for the shit that I'm seeing

Or wait

I'm in a spotlight

I can't stay at the stop sign Can't wait

Patience ain't my vibe

I got to get right into it

Dummy stupid with my rhymes

When I first got on cloud nine I made Focused from my mind & then

I kept dropping songs

Since then I ain't lost my high

I been perfecting my craft tho like practicing on my handles

Taking over the decade Twenties the year the whole map blows, so

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout'to take over the map

Pass me the play I'm running the route

Get in my way

I'm knocking you down

Boy fuck the fame

I'm tired of lames

I'm tired of pain it's knocking me down

Tired of you **** popping around

Saying you hot but ain't making a sound

Go back to the lab

Work on your raps

Maplestreet bout to take over the map