Ma** - Commorientes lyrics

[Verse1: FiveOneMPH] Man I hate it when I've gotta flex on the game 'Cause even though they don't say it, man, I know they're amazed Let alone flinching, the squad wasn't phased Everyone claiming they're beasting, ironic how I'm the hardest to tame I see how frenemies come at me to try [and] make amends while I see the shrink in my circle of friends I think it's my ends meeting, we got too old to pretend They say, "When you start something fresh, you've gotta be right close to the end" But Nas spoke about the d**h of an infant My presence is felt and so it's gotta be Christmas and what's on my wishlist is having all these n***as be extinct I'm married to the game, you can't miss this I'm talking the talk and walking the walk, I limp with a fixed lisp while you moonwalk and you lip-synch, I'm this sick You're fond of the stride, man. I don't get tired The stars are aligned, we'll never be eclipsed Now, eat clips [Verse: Ma**_The_Mind] I guess they never told you we were golden from the get-go Yeah we're going for the cheques so it's funny how now they all know the kids are next yo Remember back then when we said so? Yeah they all got a problem Best believe we're going for the title Getting waves, finna show 'em how we ride 'em Man I feel like Cisco when we vibing Used to tell them we would blow up and they never believed Now we're sitting up-top, got some heavenly seats Hitting goals, ain't no penalties reached Commorientes, I could care less if they mad at the G's Shark Heav' just told us Ghost is a hit We've been working all day, tryna show em we lit It;s playball when we go for the pitch Coz FiveOne & Ma**_The_Mind, that's as dope as it gets