Lyrics
Drippin' I'm Michael Phelps
This gold on me like a medal
Two pieces around my neck
I rock it like heavy metal
Cold hearted, below the zero
Don't bother my soul or spirit
It's higher than a falsetto
The sky is the upper level
Strap up my boots, call up my troops
Send 'em on through
Turn 'em to ghosts, bop-bop-bop-poof
A-a-achoo, excuse me, bless you
I'm sick with the bars and the beat just caught the flu
My flow need a shot, it's not immune
Been dreamin' bout my days on the mic since Underoos
Was a fool tryna practice in mirrors and study moves
106 top ten on the tube was like the news
Number one spot, I keep it locked
Trapped the picker on the spot
It get vicious if he popped
I grew up takin' shots, so I talk the game a lot
But ain't a stranger to the thoughts of a nigga on the block
Someone once told me, don't forget me when you make it
And the thing that's really crazy, they forgot me in the making
I ain't never trippin', I'm forgiving, never hatin'
Niggas gotta get the paper, we can link about it later
One thing's fasho
And two thing's for certain
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga and a nigga ain't worried
One thing's fasho
And two thing's for certain
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga and a nigga ain't -- worried
'Bout nothin', 'bout nothin', yeah
'Bout nothin', especially not no nigga