Was 15, probably out macking
Red steel plated staircases, schooled this young rapper
Big capping, reenactments, some are jealous, some are fracturedSome′ll watch them dreams slip away, that's another chapter
Change occupations, more abrasive, wanna change this season
Bang harder, for a feature, soul Franklins like Aretha
Made me sick, how you snitch? Pussy purr like Eartha Kitt
Can′t determine if you think I'm ill, or you just riding dick
I Iceberg the exterior if I decide the fit
Had to pen the verse proper, so they can't deny the shit
Wrote these verses at my mommas house, I hope she fast asleep
Cause if she heard my music, no excuse to drag my feet
How it feel to be, a misery, a counselor for the creeps
The perception, how I′m watching horror movies every week
Can′t repell what's in my head, I jot in thought and form and speech
Some say it′s poetry, some say it's ESP
Read your mind, align your chi′s, and burn your negativity
Bumping Junior Reed, I harnessed mine, so who am I people please?
Cop fleece, cold winters, caught me like the CDC
Mp3s and the achieved Jesus Piece through DLC
I see too many, tryna pump you like it's creatine
I′mma keep it G, with my niggas, we don't flee the scene
Running up a tab shopping, only time I flee the scene
Watanabe on the track suit, you can't see the seams
Off the liquor, feeling 100 proof, big my self esteem
When the drinks is flowing, in the Juice, shawty slippery
Told me to just skirt off in the coupe, let me get the keys
Long as Rick, Owens on the boot, shawty look at me
Stepping for a second in a suit, check the drip on me
Wreckless for my section, they my dudes, they gon stick wit me
Hate is every color, every hue, got more shit to see
My good intentions
Gave through to severance
What′s the meaning of spoilin′ A tin man with foil?
So Let's call it even
Everyone′s keeping Secrets, for oiling
Have Ezekiel's wheels gone squeaky?
Blind to you niggas, Collie Buddz, we just raised the fiends
Skated on the ops, with a trick, we just reign Supreme
Flatbush on the top, your favorite rappers, still OK to me
They aint even wavy, (B)... they sneak into major leagues (And I)
Try to stay humble but I′m far too gone
When no liquors in ya cup and then your songs is on
Go to wars, we been scrapping, when it's on it′s on
My brilliance untapped, I backtracked, I'm feeling reborn
I grind harder in this gorgeous storm, exchange to Charles de Gaulle
I do fly shit, and my routine aint for all y'all
I aint have nothing, I evolved with no one involved
Envied all the ones who can afford to take the summer off
I′m a Brooklyn-nigga, aint no difference in us, we just are
Raised off Nostrand Ave, right next to a liquor sto′
My poppa playing Lady Saw, and the tree was Sycamore
Had to keep my eyes open, just in case, we hit the floor
Music on, platforms, sequins drawers, disco balls
This the sauce, get endorsed, buy up all the boulevard
We define the echelon
My good intentions
Gave through to severance
What's the meaning of spoilin′ A tin man with foil?
So Let's call it even
Everyone′s keeping
Secrets, for oiling
Have Ezekiel's wheels gone squeaky?
