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i'm on - crock taylor lyrics

[hook]
i’m on…
these b*tches be playing my songs
bumpin’ my sh*t while they all on the phone
f*ck with the kid, b*tch i’m all in my zone

you know i’m on…
while you talking to me, watch your tone
you cannot copy my style, ain’t no clone
respect a king when he sit on the throne

know that i’m on…
they hate me, then they love me
you just hating ’cause you bummy
see me caking, i got money

b*tch, i’m on…
i’m on top of the globe
came, up from the bottom, so you gotta know
that i’m on…

[verse 1]
top of my game, time to ball like it’s game time
i’m soaring, got hang*time, but at the same time
i’m so lowkey, know i told n*ggas before
if you ain’t no og, then you don’t know me
i be solo, moving like i roll so deep
no joke, blow smoke, in front of the police
no peace, ’cause ain’t no justice for minorities
we bussin’ at each other, should be bussin’ at authorities

i’m not no politician, so i’m not ’bout to get into it
but why my momma got to cry, how i die if i’m innocent?
still i twist, and spark some more weed up
feet up, with a diva, g’d up, got my g’s up

ease up, n*ggas hating hard, i’m the ace
so while you claiming you gon’ play your cards, i got the upper hand
no talking funny, i want my money like uncle sam
got n*ggas running, while we run it, d*mn!

yea i’m on…

[hook]
i’m on…
these b*tches be playing my songs
bumpin’ my sh*t while they all on the phone
f*ck with the kid, b*tch i’m all in my zone

you know i’m on…
while you talking to me, watch your tone
you cannot copy my style, ain’t no clone
respect a king when he sit on the throne
know that i’m on…
they hate me, then they love me
you just hating ’cause you bummy
see me caking, i got money

b*tch, i’m on…
i’m on top of the globe
came, up from the bottom, so you gotta know
that i’m on…

[verse 2]
they saying i’m on time, anytime the clock ticking
watch n*gga, cop watches and never watch n*ggas
stop, listen…how else you gonna be on point?
better get a grip, they catch you slippin’, then you’ll see my point

i be on a whole nother level, when i stroll through the ghetto
wear my gold, and it glow, like an olympic medal
my flow coke, crack, smack, dope, i should peddle
round the globe, known for being cold, hoes screaming bless you

you know you really on, when them hoes treat you special
and not even professors test you, now here’s a lesson, bet you
never hear a n*gga spit like this again
kick a little wisdom, when you listen, it’s a privilege, you dig it
not religious, but it’s spiritual, a christening
lyrically the energy is present, is you feelin’ it?
quote the g.o.a.t, it’s like lyrical exercise, when i flex son
then it’s on to the next one

[hook]
i’m on…
these b*tches be playing my songs
bumpin’ my sh*t while they all on the phone
f*ck with the kid, b*tch i’m all in my zone

you know i’m on…
while you talking to me, watch your tone
you cannot copy my style, ain’t no clone
respect a king when he sit on the throne

know that i’m on…
they hate me, then they love me
you just hating ’cause you bummy
see me caking, i got money

b*tch, i’m on…
i’m on top of the globe
came, up from the bottom, so you gotta know
that i’m on…

- crock taylor lyrics

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