ProducerTrentTaylor - Orchestrated lyrics

You hear them drums in the back? Get em (get em) You hear them? In the back? Get em (get em) I said, I'm rolling and these villains wit me So welcome to the 42nd You hear them drums in the back? Get em (get em) You hear them? In the back? Get em (get em) I said, I'm rolling and these villains wit me So welcome to the 42nd Symphony, now check me out I said, homie f** peace, you don't live in these streets You don't hustle everyday to find something to eat You lie for seats I'm telling you these clips is like, Jesus on communion Sunday n***a everybody get a piece I'm spillin wine, I'm paying tithes I know it's mine But see they check my grind, so I disguise what is divine Write that in red lines, I know my j**elry looks like a New desa from time to time, I let it shine it's in my mind Yo, composed by the soul of Castro, this music is my drug So this symphony's a boat full of Coke, let it unload or float Putting all these keys on like 4 different lines I'm writin music notes, usually chill like DMC and Run but, all this juice got to my head and all this sauce in my blood, yo I'm illin so what Yo I'm trippin, so what, them n***as just showed up and now they chillin in the cut, check me out When he slipping and we rob his son Cuz he the one that run his mouth and always startin some Now why you, now why you barking why you talk to dawn? sh**, why you still alive? I'm just waiting till ya coffin done This that soft white, flip it zip it then you get it off This that sh** that make me feel like [?] I'm too close to God I'm so appalled Your logics flawed why would I toast to yall When I was starving I couldn't hear your applaud I had to prove this dope was hard, we dont love em We say f** em to the hoes and to the cops We could get that for the pop, yo that's word to Ox Supply the whole block, all of my n***as out here pedaling so hard it look like Tour de France, you think you know my hustle homie, you ain't seen nothin' yet, my team so hungry for the cheese we gon run up on the government, [?] In 3D come see me, then I keep orchestrated by a real g, this that take over The city scheme, Godfather rock ya whole team, sawed off in the rose box [?], I'm tryna get a piece Pulled a few strings my team came with the trumpets Bumpin' like percussions, welcome to the symphony