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Spidas Lyrics by Robby Drew

Common Hour

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Verse 1

When I hit you on the net
No disrespect
Just throwing you a check
Showing yo page some love
I would expect the same in return
But you left me here to burn
Now these stripes I've got to earn
Momma always said that I should wait my turn
Lesson learned
Hittin up my Instagram
Tryin to stack me up some fans
Understand
I'm the one they reprimand
Probably my following is miniature like Reese's
Tryin to put together all the pieces
My feelings are like dogs and I let them off their leashes
Life ain't cream and peaches
All I see is leaches trying to spread diseases
Oh you won't fuck with the kid because he's a no name?
Never bust a gun or even sell a gram of cocaine
Driving while intoxicated bitch I'm faded
Got a degree but that shit's outdated
Now my life is complicated
Bitches judging me because I don't got a 9-5
Even though I got a good heart and I'm down to ride
But fuck that
Guess it's all about the cash bro
That's why I keep it rugged and I'm known to be an asshole
Fast forward
Bitch I'm famous
All the ones that hated try to claim it
They can't take it cause
Life is what the fuck you make it

Hook

Creepin, crawlin, like a mothafuckin spida
Hand me all ya lighters
I'll set their webs on fire
This world is filled with liars
I'll be the last survivor
The game need a fix and I got the fuckin pliers
Creepin, crawlin, like a mothafuckin spida
Hand me all ya lighters
I'll set their webs on fire
This world is filled with liars
I'll be the last survivor
The game need a fix and I got the fuckin pliers

Verse 2

Oh shit
Look at that
A spider got caught in his web
Now he's dead
Suffocated from
All his bullshit that he spun
Now he's done
That's what you get you fuckin bum
Tried to get away but the fucker couldn't run
Look who won
Dude that made no noise all you heard was crickets
Only gettin stronger from these mothafuckin critics
The kid is fuckin wicked
Destined to be the sickest
They try to give advice I know just where they can stick it
Fuck a hypocrite
I'm so sick of this
Claiming that they bang
Like they busting a 4 5th and shit
Little did they know that Robby's on his skitzo shit
Just might pick yo bitch
Make you go home flip yo shit and slit yo wrists bitch, bitch
Robby's on his evil shit
When I see a spida I grab a fuckin needle
Point it right at his cerebral
Inject the intellect
Snap his neck
Pay my respect
Set fire to its fuckin nest

Hook

Creepin, crawlin, like a mothafuckin spida
Hand me all ya lighters
I'll set their webs on fire
This world is filled with liars
I'll be the last survivor
The game need a fix and I got the fuckin pliers
Creepin, crawlin, like a mothafuckin spida
Hand me all ya lighters
I'll set their webs on fire
This world is filled with liars
I'll be the last survivor
The game need a fix and I got the fuckin pliers

Verse 3 (Freestyle)

Back to the basics
Time to get wasted
Bottle of Jamo
Spit fire like a flame throw
In a game bro
Like I'm about to evolve
I'm a problem that can't be solved
So I'll take you to math class
Act like a jackass
Hit the beat with a back hand or a bitch slap
Sit back with the chit chat
Been fresh like a tic tac
Doesn't matter what flavor
Cause I'm doing you a favor
I'm rap's savior
Used to be a procrastinator
Now they call me the Terminator
Cause I write with a razor
Lyrics so sharp
Fuck a punchline
Write bullseye's like a dart
And I'm comin for your heart at the mart
Pickin up an alcoholic beverage
Bout to send you a message
Ever since I started rappin life has been a blessin
No more stressing
Bout to teach you a lesson
If you don't understand Imma keep you guessing, Yeah!
Credits
Robby Drew

Robby Drew

About “Spidas” by Robby Drew

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"Spidas" appears on "Common Hour".

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