Prime Songtext
von Kai Ca$h

Yeah, uh
Safe to say I treat the stu like its a meth lab
Or a crime scene, ′cause this where niggas getting left at
I flex like I'm the hero of my gym class
Breaking shit down, they gave me an Ex-lax
Run laps round niggas, come smell my sweat bag

Still gettin′ situated
Money know me well, we been real acquainted
Slight relations, a piece of affiliation
Bad news, ya times up, can't spare you a minute later
Find they harddrives in the trash by Brenda baby
I feel elated


How I cover all corners, I'm picture framing
The price like blood pressure, all rise
My numbers get approved by the judge (Check em)
Milano all Italian my font letters
dress better, I′m fly like a front zipper
Solid stand tall as that one center
Wemby, I million man march with just one nigga
Hand on my heart, I′m pledging allegiance to something bigger
Stand in the dark, I'm shadow boxing in the light can′t do nothing with him

This young nigga troublesome, he King Harris
Pardon who, I'm smoking shit
Young taliban, not Islamic
Who got break pads for me to stop in high pursuit?
Find him, we putting shit on pause like commas, no further comments (uh)
These are all byproducts of how I′m rhyming
My design close to godly, he turning water to wine
Fourth quarter, it's a quarter to five
I′m in the lead, chest crossing the line
And still ain't walked in my prime (For real)