Released on June 1, 2018

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This that yellow pad with the blue lines

Blowing the smoke off the roof with two nines

Black ink on that pad, mink made of two lions

My nigga working at Food Lion

Imma have to put him in a new Scion

I done got so good at noose-tying

Man, you goose stepping

But i'm all inside the V like a goose flying

Imma be eating my food, frying with some new items

I been on the phone with a few clients

Talking bout the order, it be on the way

No delay, moving like odelay

Giving thanks, cornucopia on display

Man they mortified, homie just caught a case, got the camera angle on First 48 (48)

Keeping it gritty and grimey

Don't need no niggas behind me

Niggas be needing to listen

Niggas be getting offended

Man It's me and X in it only

We standing on they neck, going full effect with the flex till they know me

I just got a text from the homie

Saying that she stressed, I give her my best, but I must confess, she don't know me

And most of my niggas gon miss me

Man, I promise, I'm leaving the city

Cuz I'm ready for that overseas, back in them states then back over East

Back to that basement on Mosher Street

Where them old flings kept phoning me

It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous

It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous

It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous

Aye, These niggas asking too many questions

These niggas need to fall back and just count they blessings

These niggas, these niggas, these niggas cannot match up, no question!

Vlad went ahead and did the worst!

Took the beat and put it in a coffin then he took that bitch to church

Went and gave the eulogy and put it in a hearse

Then he took it to the cemetery, put it in the dirt!

Unnecessary, lengths you gotta go to be legendary

I ain't tryna be a fuckin secretary, that's extra scary

If you take offense, that's discretionary

I'm aiming for the fence like the best of Barry Bonds, word is bond, that's respect I carry

Said it then I meant it and it's customary, I'm a real ass nigga!

I know a few that be cool, cold like the flu, smoke away my blues, sold me like two

Write up these raps and I grow with my crew, after I grow with my crew

Merch getting sold like some shoes, hitting these shows with my dudes, dodging these hoes at my school

They don't know what I been through, stoned like a fool!

That's the life I'm living, get used to that

Tall, dumb, cruddy fade, stupid ass

Cocky ass nigga, always used to brag

Funny ass nigga, with the stupid laugh

Lose the smile, move the cash

Moves with *bleep*, do the math

Broke the bong, so imma use the zags