Correction Lyrics Swordfish / So Familiar II by Illmac

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Oooh, the block gets hot in the summertime
A short walk down your driveway
A long drive down the highway
Oooh, the block gets hot in the summertime
Walkin' down the street I used to know (yea, yea)

I'm like dawg, I'm from the north
Lookin' for the sauce, sh*t I got that Borscht, woah
Yo was pouring from my pores, I was poor and couldn't afford a Ford
Now I focus on going from the foreign to a Porsche
Ain't poor enough before, I'm looking forward to the Forbes list
Enormous chip on my shoulder, support it like a forklift
Couple rappers cryin' now, Portland don't support sh*t
Pro'lly 'coz you boring, that's a warning for you
War with the warden of the north, I'll turn your block into a horror film
Forty in the bomber, turn your porch into a war flick
Buffalo cauliflower, taco filled with swordfish
Got the foreign top just like Halle Berry Swordfish (nice)
Nobody put me on, I might off took it wrong
Ain't get no play 'coz I wasn't cooking, surprised it took this long (took this long)
Had to recognize how I told myself them lies (lies)
Might of fetishized fame until we severed ties
So I don't blame homies that made it and don't holla'
Blame the people that treat em' like a path to they own dollar (real sh*t)
I don't need to benefit to love to see success for others
And I don't idolize most rappers unless we met eachother (real sh*t)
I don't treat fans like there less than others even though my DM's lookin' like an old double XL Freshman cover (talk to 'em)
I made my own way, and the only thing stopping me is if I get in my own way
But in my head the whole day, that's ok
Long as the Earth rotate I'mma go crazy
Need my soul saved, I know they gonna' pray on my downfall
I won't break (He's senile)
That's so Drake (He complex)
He's so Em' (He go cray')
He so Ye', hold up na
(He change clothes), He's so Jay
That's that sh*t I don't like, like salsa, they Söze, they Keyser, they so fake
They so-so, my soul glow
No shade, the whole globes my snow-globe
Each verse a snowflake, its own shape
And I ain't even touch the surface yet
Made 'em anxious on accident, that's a nervous wreck
My brain feel like a circus tent
Got the drip putting in work and sweat
Blood and tears it was worth to shed
Tryna' secure the bag and curb this debt
And stay ahead of the curve and curve internal threats
And treat old me like obstacles I circ*mvent
Just to flourish, bed
A higher purpose my work reflects, work for less
Made it flip an' stuck the landin', perfect ten, I deserve the best

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