A$Ap Twelvyy – Periodic Table

A$Ap Twelvyy – Periodic Table Lyrics

Artist: A$Ap Twelvyy
Song: Periodic Table

Where’s the love for the underdog
Man, they treat me like they wanna f#ck
Ain’t the favorite on your undercard
The livest n#gg# under God

So don’t make me get the gun involved
Catch a charge and run to Baltimore
I hustle more than that n#gg# in the corner store
Cornerstone

I’ma be the n#gg# that they calling for
Soaring of
Like that n#gg# Mike in his Jordan 4’s
When I’m coming down only time I’m falling off

Get a calling card, lil’ n#gg# saw a broad, f#cking talk
I’ma be a statement for that global Forbes
This that magic sh#t like Dumbledore
This that lavish sh#t y’all tumble for

n#gg#s want it but I want it more
Make a band off a couple cups, man I’m hot
I got the sun involved
I don’t want it, man, I want it all

These my feelings in a couple bars
Sun shining like a f#cking star
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys

Them every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You know you done f#cked up, right?)
You f#ck around and lick a shot, boy

I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys

(You can smell a n#gg# with money, huh?)
You f#ck around and lick a shot, boy
I’m from the city where the skinny n#gg#s ride
Big semi on they side

Real life, making fifty out of five
Puffing sticky, sipping Henny, will I drive?
Its how real n#gg#s die but I feel so alive
My eye up on the prize

You always gotta strive
Take your piece of devil pie
Now my level rising high
See a ribbon in the skyline

f#ck the other side
See my shots is ill advised, tell ’em n#gg#s get inside
It’s dark outside, it’s narcs outside
Trife n#gg#s leave you pumped outside

Parallel to your ride, damn I’m blessed just to see 25
But I’m stressed, see the heat in my eyes?
Keep the heat on my side ’cause this Tec probably keep me alive
I ain’t high, I’m just peeping the vibe

Just beef in the Trap, f#ck that, and I ain’t keeping it back
Real rap, this is deeper than rap, yeah
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys

Them every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You know you done f#cked up, right?)
You f#ck around and lick a shot, boy

I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys

(You can smell a n#gg# with money, huh?)
You f#ck around and lick a shot, boy
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From the album:
12 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2017