K. Sparks - Numbers lyrics

Numbers [Verse 1: K. Sparks] So let the beat breathe I'm too sick with it I got the answers while ya'll Kanye and Swaying with it I'm sick with it tell Magic Johnson he playing with it (What. That's messed up) Crib so big we need walkee talkees to chop it up I ain't on Instagram dog that ain't important Social media where losers go to feel important To stroke ya'll egos every time in the clutch Swear that boy like prom night cuz every line got a punch Get acquainted with me dunny you bummy ain't nothing funny King at throwing shade ain't nobody ever could son me Concentration like I'm Adolf, Verbally let eight off Baddest in my city tell Satan to take the day off Suede off paid off they soft doing the most My music got that feel like 95 Bulls head coach Nice with the hands so I don't even need the led toast Cuz all it take is one hit that's word to Dej Loaf (What) On the west coast swerving to my theme song Spitting like Nas like when he use to have fatigues on (Interlude) [DJ Scratches] [Verse 2: K. Sparks] Yeah I could handle mine ya'll softer than some dandelions Ya'll favorite rappers favorite rappers those be fans of mines Speaking of minds knowledge is power but you'll never shine Mind over matter don't matter when you don't got a mind This is your brain on d** and I'm your pusher man Just pray to God they don't push me man Rap CEO we know, Matrix with the black Neo Alotta birds in my hood welcome to Nat Geo More hotter than cold I'm outta control Like white kids with they parents up in the shopping mall (Interlude) I'm from a place where they always let the clip pop And ya'll ain't seen this many ratchets since Love and Hip Hop Couple more that I could say, Spending like a Holiday Get the crowd moving like the trap house on dollar day I'm from a place where k**ers take you out without you knowing Like Ryan did my verse up on his new album But people see that's still my people Humbles the new co*ky but papi my ego got a ego Verbally I wreck your set anybody disrespect Running through my peers like a natural disaster Coppers steady come with the choppers who got the bail though Penitentiaries is a given but we say hell no (DJ Scratches) [Verse 3: K. Sparks] I show up at you're venue, Lyrically offend you Soft rappers ya'll don't say pause y'all say continue Dissing rappers like you really hot, Really ahk I'll end your careers then do the diddy bop Or the Smhurda dance, same thing, same slang, slang caine Listen homie ya'll don't even gang bang Always talk about drama but that's a closed case I ain't scared of no action that's word to Ghost Face (Interlude) The wip like Iverson and its mean, nice handle Seem like everything was a dream, shice scandal Kerry Washington on the scene with twice ammo That mean it's two bangers that's clean I'm nice Rambo Jumping out of helicopters landing on some ratchets Got three kids but claim six up on their taxes Facts is, Verbally they saying that the Don nice And rest in peace to my brother Sean Price