The Line

Running round town in a loop, never ride with a mob or a group
Dolo like-
Never had a shot in the booth
'Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof
Come alive at bed time, with a cup of red wine, and a-
Spit take
When it's time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?
I go zero to 14 quick
I'll level with ya
Need to get up out the line
Tried to chase him off
And make him walk the wrong way
Lazy talks remain involved beyond fate
Claim he raw but based it off the wrong plate
Get up out the line

Dog nigga with the heat like Entei
Too bold
Bring smoke for the sensei
Few quotes too bolstered to maintain
So I let em doze off like the rent paid
Then climb back for battle
Snakes coming to attack the mantle (Oh shit)
Creep low and detach the rattle (Oh shit)
Weak foes never snap the ladder, looking through peepholes
With a stack of chatter
For a few free clothes
What a laughing matter. (Uh)
Wackest magic (Uh)
Lacking manna (Uh)
Watch ya tone
You never tracked the data
They gon'
Shake ya hand and get to laughing after
I been entering a new phase
Might lose a shoe lace or two
Bass kicking when I push the loop (aye)
The moves late
Enter and peruse the room
Lame niggas want to win until they lose to you
Same niggas wanna hang just to taste what you taste
A few case studies on the record for me
I'm in position that they never could be
I make a moment in a minute and cement that shit irrevocably
Draw

Running round town in a loop, never ride with a mob or a group
Dolo like-
Never had a shot in the booth
'Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof
Come alive at bed time, with a cup of red wine, and a-
Spit take
When it's time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?
I go zero to 14 quick
I'll level with ya
Need to get up out the line
Tried to chase him off
And make him walk the wrong way
Lazy talks remain involved beyond fate
Claim he raw but based it off the wrong plate
Get up out the line

I just left the party, I can feel it
They beyond fake
Hit the session late and getting wilder than Deontae
I just left the party, I can feel it
They beyond fake
Play that shit again, hit record
That shit picante

Running round town in a loop, never ride with a mob or a group
Dolo- (Get up out the line!)
Never had a shot in the booth
'Till I took a couple shots of the truth
Put a couple red stripes and a cot on the roof
Come alive at bed time, with a cup of red wine, and a-
Spit take
When it's time to produce
Still a bit risqué for the genre
But who finna get up out the line?

Get up out the line?
Get up out the line?
Get up out the line?