PastorDAVE - Bars, Straight Bars lyrics

[Verse 1: Pastor Dave] I'll run up on any n***a with a pen like sign my check I know I'm gonna make it one day cause I'm the best And if I don't I'll run up on you with a gun and vest Buy anyone else music I'll look at that dumb invest- Ment, y'all my sons and my next kin Stevie J is my motherf**ing Mexican Look at the pool of the ma**es I already jumped in Almost drowned climbed out and now I'm something More than amazing Man these rhymes ain't f**ing phasing Y'all b**hes on occasion Get me mad cause y'all ain't praising My rhymes and I put in one hundred more times than the sickest language Come at me and I got way more saints than the Sean Peyton Ready to get at your head for a bounty man they is racing To be the first one in a line with no bar spacing No broads naked, they clothed and I'm in a car casing The bank for the first time that they parlaying And I got a jar laying On the stars, our basement Cause I'm way higher than you And Y'all ain't making The cut, i cut b**h females up With razor sharp bars Like 8 blades and sacred blunts I'm k**ing these bars and I ain't making up n***a I ain't making up yo [Verse 2: Pastor Dave] Y'all is fake enough And n***a I don't make enough Cash to not go hard like a crazy s*ut that I'm waking up Till the day you hear Pastor Davey's done I'm amazing son If you a girl and go to Southbridge High you can s** Cacase's nuts You say I'm whack I'ma ask you what you based it on Let you speak your mind and smack you till your face is gone Cause opinions don't effect me I'm unique like a lefty Only these s**y habichuelas can erect me And if I was Monchy this where I'd say that they elect me If I was Tito I'd say I'm in space on a 10 speed If I was Uncle Joe drinking bottles till they empty Scotty Swole ain't raise the bar he bring it where his chest be Scuba Steve f**ing Dominicans really gently Lil Eddie balling up he's asking who's next b Orlando got more dough than what your rent be Dashy Diesel hit you low now you got a bent knee Gio and Camacho lord knows that you blessed b Lucas like a free throw no way to contest me Shout out Rum Runners if there's a day that they arrest me Then its for k**ing this beat and I'm no where near empty [Verse 3: Pastor Dave] Bars, straight bars nothing else brother Hear my sh** ears perked up like an elfs mother When she caught him smoking weed on the f**ing couch f**er Man she was pissed and hit him with the belt buckle Amazingly, if I was taking threes I'd miss them all but get better each time making pace with these And when I finally make one it's occasionally Important, chasing championships my play makes the team While your best play wouldn't be enough to make the team I'm on my grind like carne scraping teeth Y'all some f**ing rats nibbling take the cheese For some short term success snap make ya squeeze That's make believe If you can f**ing stay with me On a song lyrically then I'd change my dreams Song so f**ing diverse spraying schemes All over the leaf and I ain't take a break for sheet Rhymes so hard that they break the sheet Y'all some motherf**ers if you mistaking me For someone who can't rap oh baby please My sh** so rough superman couldn't even save the beat b**h a** n***a couldn't even save the beat, b**h