Early Worms Get Birds (feat. Double Dee)

Children of creation (where we at?) With this feeling in your heart (yeah) Children of creation (what else?) Spread love from your heart The pop catcher, turn that A1 yola into block letters Sky-Dweller, all my hoes red bone or they high yella Lookin' for my gun, it's on the sink, right where I left it Every promise I was 'posed to keep, my nigga, I kept it 5.7 tucked in my Amiris while I'm pyrexin' Hi-techin', stompin' with the killers and the high-steppers I7 parked in front the spig, some like tether Broke it down in all big, half a brick of Brock Lesnar Sanford and Son, sellin' junkyard dog to my Aunt Esther Addams Family, I can't sell y'all uncle if it's not Fester Long live my nigga Mach, gotta still apply pressure Half a man slash half amazin', I'ma die a legend Plain-Jane yachty, got all the watches with the right settings Kept it traditional, the cakes whiter than a nice weddin' My anniversary edition look good while I'm side bettin' My wrist like I'm jet skiin', but my neck look like I'm ice sleddin' Ground that nigga like punishment Let 'em know it's a new Ferris wheel around and a bunch of sticks Pop-Tart a nigga, switchin' teams would be jumpin' ship Stock market magazine, aftermarket hunnid clip Clown-ass niggas know we run this bitch Let 'em know that it's a new pharaoh with the crown from the oven mitt Ground that nigga like punishment Let 'em know it's a new sheriff in the town and he runnin' shit We shot back out the llama Sellin' designer drugs, now everything designer Hооk up in 30 minutes, knowin' I don't need a timer Been thinkin' 'bout packin' it up, shootin' to Carolina Somebody call Rocky, tell him we can share Rihanna I'm Kobe on that road, these niggas Harold Miner Been makin' motion pictures ever since The Mericana A quarter mil' in prose, three keys of hero-juana Early bird, Big Shirley just spent a pair of Pradas Thinkin' 'bout a brick of girly every time I hear Madonna Properly greeted every time I'm seated at the diner If I ain't on Van Dyke, then I'm prolly somewhere on Conner Can hear my mama now, always need a couple dollars Legally colorblind, really all I see is commas Cook it up right in front of you, somethin' like Benihana's Fuck do that got to do with the price of tea in China? Ground that nigga like punishment Let 'em know it's a new Ferris wheel around and a bunch of sticks Pop-Tart a nigga, switchin' teams would be jumpin' ship Stock market magazine, aftermarket hunnid clip Clown-ass niggas know we run this bitch Let 'em know that it's a new pharaoh with the crown from the oven mitt Ground that nigga like punishment Let 'em know it's a new sheriff in the town, and he run this shit Children of creation With this feeling in your heart Children of creation Spread love from your heart