[Verse]

Bleds up on this track

I sure hope it doesn’t sound wack

On blast you get put on when I’m on that

Ganja green and bomb cat

Aren’t y’all sad bunch of brats has beens in the mainstream aim here at my chest if you’re tryna fire shots

I don’t play soccer but I still be in the box

Pockets on steroids I think I need to stop spending at the same time I’ll continue ballin

Poppin my shit like I play for the spurs

I cannot wait to go flip you the bird

I am a sentient being the worst

You cannot fake when they scanning your words

I gotta perfect Come thru clutch time even if I got no legs like a mеrmaid

Every single syllable is carеfully planned out just like Eminem the venom is the catalyst its

Evidently embedded in heads across tho US with

Elevated levels of felonies but being honest

I did that shit

When they saw me stealing college food I got active

Track meet sprints got clear took a nap then

That’s enough of Cardi till our Collab

I’m a white boy from privilege never hold back

Find the money

Always check locations of the police

We in super foggy cars tinted windows not installed

I’m a star

If u want some get involved give my all and Im

Hard as mothafuckin armor

Gotta go hard like working and playing with Wiz

Shit on this shit well you better be coming with adequate shit that is better

Humble af

Run it with me and we’re making the playoffs

Verses for me are like wide open layups

Addicted to winning I’m digging the payouts

Way wtoo many swastika’s

Floating round im on to something

Fall a hundred times for that first check

Used to walk to work in the worst weather

Now I’m in some limbo right now

Notepad where I write my rhymes down

Give me Paul Wall and Berner

This is urgent

I ran out of the green like Irving

I try not to make a false promise

Beef between MC’s this is False Prophets

All kinds of drama

Im in bloom like nirvana

If you boo Ima like it

Because I like tensions heightened

But if fans have standards I’ll step up my game I rise to occasions like waking up to parties little dazed but

Jumping right in dialed in

Sharing my Schpeel

When I had depression I had to heal

Take a real story package it in a rap

Then master the track

Solo track

Goldman Sachs employees

Throw me cash

Overcast whenever I spit because it’s only that

Acid rain you sound enraged

When you be clapping that’s that

Jealousy headed for negative thoughts

Tension gon come if I’m egging them on

Waking up bossed up with no alarm

We Ain’t ever had a f**kin home alarm

College blessed rhyme professor