Mark Battles - Where Im From lyrics

Its fly America (Verse 1: Mark Battles) See where I'm from, ain't no telling what you might see Know a n***a that seen more Knicks than spike lee 20 sack for the right fee, she get in the back cause she digging the tracks and the tight beat Ridiculous raps, you n***as is wack, lyrically asked to a hype beat Kickin the facts and its all free The game is a mess so they call me I'm cleaning it up, we sweeping this stuff, go beast is a must til I'm balls deep Dog me and I'm Beethoven How he sleepin, leave the cage open This a stoner n***a stay smoking Kept it real so my name blowin Wayne Owens, that's my n***a dog You don't wanna see him have to get involved If I said it, I did it all Im spittin raw, they sittin off, kickin off then get rid of yall Deal with los, take it like a boss Danny said you gotta pay the cost She take it off cause the way I talk I'm top of the line then I'm breaking them off Created a loft, then get paid for my thoughts Trace it in chalk cause I bodied them all Stuck in the past dog you gotta evolve Not if we strong, they hitting so hard, bullying beats, stay in the yard, making it large, hands in the air like they taking a charge A bunch of yes men, and I'm not with them Not too much convincing, give me 5 minutes Had an atheist tell me my flow is god given How could you doubt fire, rest in peace to Rob Williams Its Battles (Verse 2: Tory Lanez) 700 pair of jordans like I'm Michael Jordan Ironic copy with your wife and scorin Iconic n***a in that blackened Bentley And shout out to your b**h I f**ed by accidently Black on black we pull up like somebody died Guess its cause my girl just set the game on homicide Photo self is foreign colored like a Easter egg I can't even talk to Siri I think she the feds Don't resort the violence, I just resort the islands Got some b**hes with me, bad is for your tolerance Master in the bachelor, f** a four year college I go to sleep and wake up when the sun can scorch the islands, f** when they put me in this position, had to hit some n***as with a 40 kinda let them know I left from this position With the trigger finger in addition got them hitters with me like a job bang Pistols rippin, leavin n***as stiff and let the medics zip him like he bald man f** are they waiting on, f** are they waiting on This money in hundreds, my honey be stunting and that's what the f** they be hating on Its paid but don't make what you n***as be looking like that ain't the motherf**ing way to go I ain't wanna be around these broke n***as that's what the f** that I made it for