Issa MoVie

Come to my show, Issa movies, Ouu
Hittin the road shooting movies yeah
Couple baddies in Jacuzzis Ouu
Livin life like in the movies yeah
Look at the way that I am, Ouu
Look at my fans going ham, Damn
I get so high off the grams, Yeah
Im gettin rich with my Fam, Gang
Hold up, Aromas get stuffed in a Folgers
Them packages moving right now
Most of the work that I put in
You can not contest cause my family plugged in the town
Since I was young, I jumped right off the porch
And an OG done tossed me a pound
Ever since than I been running man back with the bag
I told mama, im holding us down
Look
Ever since a youngin had a pocket full of onions and
Body count stacking to the sky
Everybody still rocking to the bass beat of the drum while every word i spit
Cianide
Watch I expand the mind, find a better rhyme
To explain myself and these lies
Walk into the crowd of hate
Understand the fate, of a Great coming when they blind
Look at my wave, What did I create?
Something ain’t safe, I promised my Bae
Im gettin us paid, Off music I made
Hold up finger Fuck the fame and than leave it
I don’t give a fuck if they think im conceited
The reason I do this for all of my heathens
At brinks of destruction, ill tell it, believe it