Lumidee: One for lumi

Yo, I'm doing this one for the streetsTo them bitches on the watch niggaz on the blockYou know, for the hood, this one's for the hood[Verse 1:]Yo, yoTell me what you seeTakin' over meNothing but the greedIt's all that I need nowChasin' after greenDo this music thingGot to be stingyNo one's takin' me downOnce I'm on the topI bet that I won't flopYour girl is gonna knockTo the next century nowBelieve that I'll go popCountry or go rockR&b hip hopIt's all lumidee styleI know you're feelin' it uh uhShe killin' itI know you're feelin' it uh uhShe killin' itIt ain't no winnin when you play against me nahIt ain't no winnin when you play against me[German Rap by Cool Savas]I know you're feelin' it uh uhShe killin' itI know you're feelin' it uh uhShe killin' itIt ain't no winnin when you play against me nahIt ain't no winnin when you play against meNooo[Rap:]Now stop, look, listen, invisionMe switchin up my style the talents' just a givenAin't never heard no shit like this cause I designed it (come on)Steppin' up their game upgraded to the finestWho gives a fuck if bitches on the block don't feel meThem be the same hos lookin for a sitter for the show (mommy where you going?)Fuck them all though (why?)Cause they good for nothingBut if my niggaz need some blow bet they good for somethingI got goals to reach plus foes to beatSo believe I'm more tha focused when I roam the streetI got a mike and a dream and a fuckin tight teamAnd who the fuck can stop us with the right amount of creamYeahI'm nothing but trouble better find me a muzzleI'm about to lock and hold keep it tight like a huddleSo harlem stand upYoung'n pull your pants upCause the girls on her grindAnd I got my plans upFuckin bitches could'nttouch thisLet alone crush itSo stay in your place while I'm building up my budgetI had to rush it cause time is moneyAnd I don't play too many gamesDon't come at me funnySo to the haters don't waste your timeIf you don't like the way I sing then you feelin my rhymesDon't think the flow is tight but the girl can writeDon't fit up I the booth jump out produceSo who's the truth (come on man)Believe it's meThe girls all need necessity and luxurySo just bop ya head to thisFeel it to the fullestIf you don't (pop pop)Believe it you go feel it through them bulletsAhahaha uhhhYou better start takin me serious for realThis ain't no part time shitI live this shit everyday, all dayStraightface