Three Chambers ft. 420 Haze & ill Bars Lyrics

Well well well

Here ye here ye the king in this bitch

Boy get me thy throne I'm here to run this bitch

New age Luis Blanco I'm bout to blow up and shit

ETA on when to blow up you know the timing is rich

See that was a sick bar but most of y'all won't get it

Broski please check the bags and get me a light for this Stick

I'm Laying big bricks they prolly think I'm playing Tetris

Mind open but lil shawty knocked the brains

Out of it

Me swear she only here for the chills well guess what's next

Yeah I'm bad yeah I'm bad

I don't even got Netflix

I'm a liar welcome to my web I'm Mr Spider

Eight legged fiend demon being save a prayer

Fuck pills and lean give me weed I like it herbal

Fuck who you is I'm living free like a Nomad

Moving smoothly wholly truly

You know the shit I be on groovy

Yeah you know me think you seen me

Damn my life really a movie

Yippy Kayee motherfucker let me show you these ropes

Yeah Karma's a real bitch I know she gon come round for more

The loud in my pocket want scream at whoever at the door

Hot session in a hot box now homie who want

Smoke

Uh

I don't feel pressure

Ahead of my time, Nikola Tesla

Sippin' on whatever

Niggas say whatever

I'm tryna make it rain this is nothing 'bout the weather

I turn shit around, it wasn't no lever

Its levels to this shit, I'm on the upper level

I'm hot like could I have a dance with the devil

I can't stop till its no blood in my vessels huh

All my niggas packed no lunch bags

These niggas ride wave without a bus pass

Shit I got enough wave for my own ships

And I got enough gas for my road trips

And I got enough stomach for the crap talk

It's not enough numbers if the rap talks

I can't walk I'm tryna run things

Y'all spend the right times doing wrong things

Petroleum gas money boy I want things

That's old man thinking for a young man

That's old men money for a young man

That's too much money for the young

Haze in the air it's 4/20 in the building

Niggas got bars but I'm ill and

They know I got the sauce I am the seasoning

This is my rap class pretty little children

Check two check two now let me begin

It takes a pretty smart cat just to stack as they age

It takes a pretty long time just to build up some leverage

Then you see these pretty little bitches getting that with cleavage

Just ludicrous

We living in a village

Drug addicts, jobs are scarce, high costs of living

Our system got no system so we try to finesse it

Finesse finesses stress so we feel less dense yes

You can never flex on me boy that's just pretense

I'm way past that

Hellcats and Lexus everyday I manifest

Three commas in my account Lord I manifest

Rich people problems like I'm Mr Manifest

I was born to be in a certain tax bracket

Hope you understand that

All you do is pickpocket boy we don't feel that

I'm more hands on with my hustle

No pen just paper

Spit facts no printer

Flows flow like water

Stay fly no feather

I'm really bout that

I done seen so much clout shit in the industry that's why artist growth be unsteady

Like a zig zag

I'm coming for number one so y'all cats better step back

This is Gaimionsrevenge I'm tryna get my get back

Doing 360s on the road the come up scary like six flags

360s on the road the come up

Me nuh fit die fi give politician ina the motherland

Bigger dreams we dey seek pon the Nebula

Silver spoon naa nuh we be hustlers

Bona fide hustler certified hustlers