D2x - WOW! (feat. Chris Patrick) Lyrics

Like wow wow hands up jumping through the crowd I'm going 2,500 miles with 511
Plaques in my halls right now you got the first plat single damn nigga wow
Wow how you like me now my hunger quadruple when I jump into the crowd with
511 plaques in my halls right now you got the first plat single damn nigga
Wow wow I'm racing up this tree the best me, I can last, branches falling off beneath
That's the leaves from my past
Follow me, hop up in my footprints you can't grasp seeing green when I sleep
Night visions to the cash
Allow me to reintroduce I came to be
The takeover, breaks over drifting on E
the crowd lit up nigga, I can shift the ground when I sneeze even when the weather's cold
Niggas bow when I freeze
Pound for pound I'm winning every round with this swing
A change of pace, I'm already great and I can see
This can't be a race
Because I'm already me, they twitching in when I drop the hottest shit they done seen
A nigga from the chi check this ultra light beam
the hardest nigga out out the chi
Since common dropped Be
When ye was rocking them polos I'm the best
To ever be
By being me, aint losing sleep for niggas I done dreamed
Wow, hands up jumping through the crowd I'm going 2,500 miles with 511 plaques in
My halls right now you got the first plat single damn nigga wow wow how you
Like me now my hunger quadruple when I jump into the crowd with 511 plaques in
My halls right now you got the first plat single damn nigga wow wow
Like wow
Chrissy up in complex off a mixtape nigga wow masterpiece Da Vinci level
Concepts mama proud
The Rolling Stone compilation accomplice to the sound
Enormous ovations from 1500 folks is wild
I'm the one they suggest you tread with
The lightest steps your biggest wins to me feel like a light success
when I couldn't pay my light bill my aura illuminated through nights of stress
Surviving every crunch life gave me
earned me my right to flex like
Who the f*ck you know
Done lost it all and got it back again
Label I was signed to went under thought I wouldnt
Rap again
Tapping in like typewriters writing tracks while I'm packing sins
Chris Patrick got a soul of a dobermann
No more
Barbarian like Conan I'm caning with distribution
Had to ghost my old life
to abrade the pace of the movement
Replaced making excuses
Created new destinations
I make wine from juices
Here by exploration.
I'm a f*cking dog, Wow
Hands up jumping through the crowd I'm going 2,500 miles with 511 plaques in
My halls right now
You got the first plat single
Damn nigga Wow Wow
How you like me now
my hunger quadruple when I jump into the crowd
With 511 plaques in my halls
right now
You got the first plat single
Damn nigga Wow Wow
Legitimate pivots hit or miss reaping from God's benefits
Put me in the gulag
And I still come out venomous I need like ten of this by ten to six my verses swindling
I got the iron of a man
I Hulk em like I'm in the gym
A mamba
Underneath the rim, separation shift the preparation but my vision crisp
Eyes closed, niggas just mutombos
Shot still swish, pow gotham city for
Niggas
Journaling I fit the description, the golden plate in the picture
Crown taken, wait on validation, man I'm a miss em
I don't need em
I can move the needle with God's vision, man on a mission, you cannot TNT end me, sign
Sealed and deliver I'm must see TV, can I talk my shit again cus I could DVD
Destructive versus doper than a mp3, its wavs
then I'm out the way in space when I levitate
I'm going toe-to-toe with greats
Wow, hands up jumping through the crowd
I'm going 2,500 miles with 511 plaques in my
Halls right now
You got the first play single damn nigga Wow Wow how you like me now
My hunger quadruple when I jump into the crowd
With 511 plaques in
My halls right now
You got the first plat single damn nigga Wow Wow"