Reese Bonneau - OWN TERMS

Take the game on my own terms
Quarouble threat
About to leave the world burnt
I ain’t never got no time turns because
We grinding through the day then
Get turnt

I got some freedom
Finally got freedom
Came to defeat them
I’m gonna be dicing them up
Desamating a cause to believe them
They all been chatting just cap
Putting my town on the map
Acting fantastic at best
The me ask that is a fact
I got incentives that ended
Back to new beginnings
I ain’t finishеd
Runningback get my headband again
Back to the gamе
And I’m winning
Always winning
Back to back
Got knack for it’s
Getting sore it
Hurts but I keep scoring
Check the score board because there
Ain’t no forgiveness in the game
Im putting bars to the flames
They calling my name
But you all sound the same
You’re that you’re this you’re lame
Get some respect
Give your momma respect
Get your brain in check
Man what you expect
Rebecca calls me and I hit reject
Reflecting on people that played me
Texting apologies lately
I swear that I’m serious
Then they ask can we make a song maybe
I leave on em on read
There’s no need to beg
Don’t bother to call me I
Stated it earlier i am the courier
And i reject
I’m gonna
Take the game on my own terms
Quarouble threat
About to leave the world burnt
I ain’t never got no time turns because
We grinding through the day then
Get turnt

Your raps are lethargic
Get out your apartment
Now i'm embarking
I take a journey and im learning
Improving so watch my enlargement
Rising through ranks
Stacking my bank
I take the bass off
All these beats and then I spank then I spank
I'm the dominant entity in the room
I came to college and murdered up all the moves
And I’m married the rhythm so you could
Call me the groom
Starting cooking up my first day in the womb

Take the game on my own terms
Quarouble threat
About to leave the world burnt
I ain’t never got no time turns because
We grinding through the day then
Get turnt