Jimi Priceless - XXX

Go again, I flow again
Got the beat by the throat again
Enlightened when I write this
I'm Midas, I got the golden pen
An alchemist
Not even snapping yet, I'm just focusing
Don't take breaks, I just make haste
So just make way, I'm going in
I'm just handling business
It's nothing personal
Mixtape Weezy, I got no ceilings
Like a convertible
All I need to have is breathing space
And then I fit the bill
Wizard with the lyrics
Turning curses into miracles
I just make shit happen
Like I know some magic spells
I am way too generous
I make them take the L
Keep your nose up out my business
You cannot afford the smell
I don't talk 'bout what I got
Bitch, this isn't show and tell
I'ma need that cheque first
So gross with my net worth
Any beat can get murked
It's going down, bad networks
I'm bad and it gets worse
See through the fakes like wet shirts
Bout my shit like an expert
I keep Rollin' like Fred Durst
They won't give me credit
Guess they can't afford the style
And all of their flows
Sound like they ran out of tiles
Yes, I got the keys
I can go a thousand miles
These rappers thirsty and depressed
Have a Coke and a smile
I just lose it
I am ruthless when I do this
No beef, no bullshit
But I don't fuck with these losers
I just keep it moving
I'm the coolest with this new shit
Fuck your crew, bitch I got me a cult
I'm on some Tom Cruise shit
JPCMV, the winning team
Come and join my sect
Aiming for the top
It doesn't matter if you wear a vest
Cut the conversation short
If you ain't finna cut the cheque
I want my motherfucking money
Bitch, you better pay respect
I be calling shots
You aren't even worth a text
This here is a fucking movie
This shit's rated triple X

Written by:
Joshua Valentine

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