CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Executive Orders

I am not compared to no one
Pushin' tires
Burn rubber
Till them b*t*hes
Is donuts
Why they f**king us with momma
Montreal No Diplomas
Got too many now behind
Me
Yeah, and they’ll push on ya
Riskin life
On dark nights
Never asked for the moment
We get bigger than them lame crews
Think any other
Singer Sewing Books
And yeah it means more than recordings
Hush
I’m on a business call
Never mention nah
If I get p*ssed off
In here

OG whisper
Watch the left
Thе one who front the move
Frеak baby
Damn she
Made me in c*m in two
Keep on seeing
It’s a problem when you comfortable
But it’s feels good
f**k it I ain't bout to lose
Talks with Solow
He like
I’m getting all kinds of views
Going crazy
On the front
Page
Like u gotta do it
My women
Only want
Few things
Know I ain’t saying much
Thank God
On Everything
Was praying then we came up
What's on my mind
Girl all the time
No I ain't gotta write em (Top of the Head)
This is Stellar
All Me
They more like 50 Tyson
Bro gone put the dice in
We don't need the hoes hyping
I been soul finding
Matter fact Gold Finding
P fo Pirates
Player ass dude too
f**k it
Now I bully rappers on Pro Tools
Debatably my city’s greatest ever
No wonder why they tryna make…