VERSE

If you keep asking for the old Braidz

Then you don't deserve my present sense

Living reflection of my cold ways

No heat, no house, Centrelink benefits

No sleep, No spouse, settled at my folks house

Swirling off the dots like a treble clef

Guess its my consistence back then; I wasn't benching back then

Felt I needa' Bet a desk if I'mma get a-head like presidents

I was thinking back on high school

I used to think the tеachers were my nеmesis

Everyday was valentines; shuffled in and out

I was rummaging the town with a trio that was resident

Should've seen us tagging everything

All the weed off dad i'd get for kids

I'm older I've be getting it now

Scared 'cause looking at my niece I'm seeing Liam in his element

I never gave a fuck, you'd find me speaking like I'm celibate

Cooked up in the kitchen but won't speak on what we relished in

Elephants that stamped up in the square that I developed in

With numbers hiding out in every corner like some calendars

Balling like some amateurs, Forwarding off backwards shit

Shootings over E too I Ain't talking 'bout no battleships

All of us would smash the drink, clawed poison like a platypus

These pockets that I grew were all about that mammal shit

And I've been tryna' quit this vibe im gifted from the life I've lived, but

It seems that I'm sadistic, always raving red just like a titans Christmas

I'm hoping time will fix it, But my tribalistic bits kind of miss it

If we're primed for instinct guess that I'm a misfit

How you think I got my moniker? My mind is twisted

HOOK

(They used to call me) No plan, No plan, No plan B

Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets

That's No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

No drive, flows like drove backseat

Yep, No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes

All these Dudes think they gas; tell em own that queef

When they go at me they'll see No Plan B

That's No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

So wack Holmes back to show that scene

That If Iggy popped I can so fans see

How the bro's cracked, Go spaz, No vax needed

On this so cap; Popes Hat, Clone rap scene

Saying No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

'Til i Dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth

VERSE

Now I'm all grown up I've got big plans Ay

Spit raps, get cash, sit back straight

Spliff drag, Twitch chat, Quick frag games

Instead focusing on how to make my six fans eight

Thats big cap, mate really lives rap playing

With these devilish accounts I've been a syntax slave

Said my list ranks great, And to think man came

Back when 6 had dreads, now the 5th has Braidz

Tryna' touch me on the blow up like an impact 'nade

Hope your ink can hang with my tit tatt ways

Half you junkies in the scene couldn't bitch slap veins

Talking blacked out Bentleys when the kids grab trains

I done Punched so many angles turned a zigzag straight

'Cause I picked that page over drip and gangs

Hit that brake just to switch mans lane

Only people out to get me ride in tic tac planes

'Cause I'm an alien!

Maybe that's why nobody as crazy and

I'm paging 'em 'bout how to make my seasoned pass play to win

The state of scene is Maybelline, And maybe I enabled it

Shit, Maybe they were born in it, Think most of 'em are caking it

Faking it, Hate this shit and say it everyday til kids

Dog a lad and get me frothing at em like a rabieing

Been Caving heads of cats when on these Aggro bars

And leaving Snakes in red and black like the mans Jafar

And Maybe its my poxy ankles, but I've been hot with angles since I got diss-abled

I Went from bombing tables acting boxing trainer as a boxing traino

To rocking playlists, stages all across the states because of songs I'd made known

Did it off no label, but what's a label when you'd never really fit inside the box they tape closed

HOOK

(They used to call me) No plan, No plan, No plan B

Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets

That's No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

No drive, flows like drove backseat

Yep, No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes

All these Dudes think they gas; tell 'em own that queef

When they go at me they'll see No Plan B

That's No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

So wack Holmes back to show that scene

That If Iggy popped I can so fans see

How the bro's cracked, Go spaz, No vax needed

On this so cap; Popes Hat, Clone rap scene

Saying No Plan, No Plan, No Plan B

'Til i Dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth