Текст песни
Counting hundreds
By the stack
Major winnings
From my tracks
Call me Arther
Pen is sharper
Im a author
Venting problems
Words of power
Dovakin
Shouting when
Im high off flower
Pack is sour
My blood is fire
My thum can conjure
Up Desires
I got the pressure of the ocean
My emotions keep me loaded
Every time i get to flowing
Shit is healing like a potion
Dark side of the force
Using anger on my course
Im sith with no remorse
Punt ya head off the floor
Channel both sides im revan
To bring a balance in my blessings
Be the drill that pierced the heavens
Be a student of my lessons
Im nerdy nigga rapping
But im humble with my practice
Struggling formed my tactics
Like a divers apparatus
This right here is my swag
You niggas can't copy how I spaz
My words Can make the room shake
Bitch I'm destined to be great
This right here is my swag
You niggas can't copy how I spaz
My words Can make the room shake
Bitch im destined to be great
Counting hundreds
By the stack
Major winnings
From my tracks
Call me Arthur
Pen is sharper
I'm a author
Venting problems
Words of power
Dovakin
Shouting when
Im high off flower
This is pack is sour
My blood is fire
My thum can conjure
Up Desires
Got the hunger of nihilus
So imma get to wylin
Grab the beat with some pliers
Get a grip on this fire
Head spinning like a tire
Ambition only higher