Q Lyrica - 4.8.12.16 lyrics

[Intro: Q Lyrica]x2 Hey 1 2 1 2 1 2 Hey This is audio frequency [Verse 1] (four), is a finger short from a hand out I never ask, I never take unless I work for it Work, in my feet I prefer to be On the shelf like Common's album, I wanna be [Verse 2] (Eight), pardon a brother if I'm running late I think I'm putting album hours on a mixtape Truthfully I started rapping just to pa** time I used to write poetic lines in my black book That gave raise to coke lines in my rap book Dope, I think I am or I gotta be Lay it on the line, I put my life on a melody Love and hate go together like a frenemy [Verse 3] (twelve), I'm God's gift to this green earth The message on the card says legalize the green turf My only sin today was staring at a fat booty, hmm I think I'm cool with my demons now They let me pray to my father on a daily now A friend of mine said that he don't trust the government Cause they don't care about the miners but the golddiggers And all the want is your X on a piece of paper Some people make the paper, some people chase the paper And the latter will run their mouth with a piece of paper Women lie, man lie, newspapers too I don't know who to trust but this verse on this piece of paper [Verse 4] (sixteen), I'm 24 on a Belo beat But whose counting cause accountants never k**ed a beat I figured, two careers will bring in more figures But then again these n***as ain't calling me for features Failure, the best teacher and I'm still learning I learnt a while ago to never break a promise I promise, you n***as ain't heard the last of me Cause this here is the beginning of eternity (eternity) So what if Lyrica never blows? Will I still kick it with my n***as with a splif to blow? Will I become a fan on stage and watch them k** a show? Hell yeah n***a, that's my team S/O to Belo, Jessie and my n***a Abdul C'Shaba, Sky, ey Over wa**up You now tuned into my station I'm radioactive, grandmaster of the clean flows Is Q Lyrica [Outro] Hey, this is audio frequency Hey!