Ham Sandwich - TIME LEAP!

★ Verse 1: Ham Sandwich ★
Take a step back and admire the picture
I'm steady mobbing with my niggas, spitting fire on winter
We getting high in the spring, and burning tires, the skin is
Why I just fucked up on a bitch, ain't even invited to dinner
I know you lesser, that's that fucking pressure, put him on a stretcher
Need a lecture, I'm professor, keeping Chopper in the dresser
Different measures interchanging levels on the border bevel
Born to rebel, demons on the line, and I could horn a devil
Foreign medal, all my shit imported, while you looking sore to get
You sorted, that's up on my body, I'm getting deported
Finna floor it, I remember days when I was unsupported
It was morbid, now another day another win awarded
If I break another record, well, I won't even record it
Why you walking with the channel when you can't even afford it?
So you need to turn your brain on 'cause your circuits getting shorted
All your posse in a clown card, circus getting shorter
★ Interlude: Ham Sandwich & PE$O PETE ★
Got so many diamonds on me, I might turn into a hoarder
This year we blowing up, I ain't talking 'bout no mortars
Niggas know that I'm a leader, so they following my orders
Back in day we was gang, now we changed

★ Verse 2: PE$O PETE ★
And I'm fine with that
Had a lot to survive, I was fine with that
Had that slob on my side, how to slide on a slime
All this hate in his eyes, but you couldn't stay wild
Motherfucker, how you even really live like that?
Difference when you get it off a lick like that
Every other day dodging gift back, every other day as a kick back
Looking up for shorters, couldn't chill without pills, but it's dumb
And that over, and the few remain still, how you feel?
When the pressure in the bitches never healed, getting killed
This a dotter you gon' end up as a hilt for the state
Hella opps, all the government in game, make a choice
Either die by your code, or you die with no voice
I can vouch, but this coding got me stuck
Got me silent
Back in day up in his offside, he was wilding

★ Verse 3: GameboyJones ★
I be climbing
It won't measure their success, but all their diamonds
I don't have a single one, but I'm still let it shining
Haters can't do half of what I'm doing, you don't have to like my music
Putting numbers in the money, can't deny it
Man, we too hot, you can't even stand a climate
You can go for gold, you stuck back in Kento
You don't got the ears for this, man, you Van Gough, name a single place I can't go, I'll wait
Stunting in their face
Who knew I was take this from Ohaio to LA
Who knew that my music will be listened worldwide
I got girls in different countries, saying getting them thighs, goddamn!
I'm the man, I'm the man
I keep doing this for the fans, for the fans
Always getting dubs like Japan, like Japan
'Till all my niggas eating - that's the plan, that's the plan