Wrekonize Ohh lyrics

[Hook]
Get your money, get your mind right
I say what's real, fuck that limelight
All these haters, they don't want it
All these haters, know I'm on it
And I got 'em like ay ohh
Then the like ohh

[verse 1: Wrekonize]
I walk around this little city getting busy out ?
Miami Dade menace bringing records to death stock
They looking at majors where Wrek spot

My arsenal is loaded I'm a British Willy Wallace
Beats my battlefield you'll have to kneel to peel me off it

I hear 'em in the corner on that gossip
Like if he's really got it
I tune 'em out to be completely honest
I crack throttle
Living inside a Jack bottle
Grand piano laying on a fucking black model
Rappers are trash bluffing when they sucking pen swallow
Keep your advance on my avalanche


Sipping absinthe
Bitch ring around the phony when you know we kicking has beens