What More - TOMYGONE, Amvis

Wait wait wait.

Man, I-I-I don’t know what to say.

And I’m like what more can I say (huh?)

What more can I say (huh?)

(Heh, if) Greens the color of your money, then put that broccoli on my plate

(Hah) I been working really hard to giving ya niggas a reason to hate

Got a meeting with success, don’t waste my time, I can’t delay (ya)

(Heh, hah) Schwarzenegger, terminatin haters

Started in the bleachers, now we ballin like the lakers (O-k)

Back up on the scene (scene), reppin for my team (team)

Rippin off the industry

Ya (move?) that Wolverine

Put me on Chronic Records cuz we droppin a classic

Niggas can’t see me like Mr. Moonco with no glasses

Useless

Anybody thinkin they beating us is crazy, it’s Steven lookin through a pair of

binoculars

Yeah, I’m really out here doin it

Killin it

Crushin and rippin it

Put your hand in the air if you feelin it

Might kill my hand, but damn, what more can I.

Royalty so I’m movin forever up in your umbrella

I’m smokin these rappers like 10 pack (???) cigarella

You can’t (meet em at?)

What was that

Fly like Peter Pan

Baby, I’ma start hoopin get the pics, and no Instagram

So, yeah, what more can I say?

Unison into a monster, no beats by Dre

I’ve been patiently watchin the throne but I’m no Kanye

Cuz (cuz it’s just?) an understatement, I get better by the day

So, can you not notice I gift it like Christmas stockings

They callin me Mr. (Rollie?) cuz I got everyone watching

Yo

Stay above you like a top floor apartment

Still killed the beat like I’m John (kill?) Hawkins