[Intro]

I didn’t want no hook on this one no delays no reverbs just bars

[Verses]

Imma rock my baby body til she go to sleep

Double entendre you know it’s E

I came back with the poetry

Smooth vibes like floetry

Plant seed’s & grow a tree

This season oughta be

Everything laid out for me

Eating the fruits of my labor

Tryna work hard this year

To point where I barely got any neighbors

Cause we livin in a place that’s gated

Gotta have security call up

Can’t go less I know what yo name is

& I ain’t even gotta be famous

Just successful like Amos

People wonder what my aim is

Do I do this for the art?

Or do I wanna be the greatest?

Like that isn’t a subjective statement

Outrage

If I’m the one to say it

So I’ll just keep on invadin

These hard ass beats I’m making

Someone might have to nerf me

Only way to placate those hatin

Separately

Why they really wanna mess with me?

I’m rap & hard rock

Like a cypher in the middle of Yosemite

Still smokin that loud I’m a chimney

Still smokin big tucks tho I’m Skinny B

But I’ll still set fire to any beat

You would think I’m setting flame to veggies

I ain’t though

Pescatarian life I eat those

How else do you think a brotha knee grow?

Let me stop bars too lethal

Going my way you call me Carlito

Except I ain’t gangster

Let someone try to play us

Then I could be Carlito off the top rope

Man this shit could get dangerous

I ain’t even violent I just gotta bad temper sometimes, sometimes

Playing with the rhymes

I know that if I keep working I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine

Giving it my all then

Watch me going all in

Intoxicating

But I’m not an alcoholic

You can say it’s rap

But expressions what I’d call it

They say I’m impressive

I love when the jaws droppin

Speakin of jaws

I’m a shark when it come to the bars

You a tadpole coming to the water

Get bit coming into water like ours

You might have to practice more

Look in the mirror recite those rhymes yours

Til it no longer sounds forced

Pinocchio you will never be a real boy

All you gone do is make noise

Get on the mic & we getting annoyed

Don’t even bring these guys to the cypher

If you get froze like a posing award

Actin like these an opposing force

In the air

Now I’m like good try sport

People say they got passion for the music

But you don’t if you ain’t willing to die for it

Nigga I been willing

A lot of rappers be saying they the coldest

Nigga I been chilli

I been outside frostbite

Viral when them mf’s did film me

I did a battle & it went crazy

Mf’s been silly

I go hard like Big Willie

Give me my first Grammy

I keep it clean like Jeff Jazzy

If somebody try to reprimand me

It get grim like Billy & Mandy

This ain’t word play word candy

I know my worth understand me

Work til this earth gone hand me

Everything til I look uncanny

Can’t even recognize em

See a nigga out who did me wrong

Now he wanna reconcile

I just can’t do that

Cause on the real rap

A nigga ain’t docile

So you go yo way

I go my way

Yeah nigga that’s my style

Life get too wild

Swear I just wanna cool out

Chill out blow tree’s

Keep it on the lowkey

Get some fans to listen closely

Slowly

Bringing more dreams

To the people who’s tank is on E

Bringing fire where it’s supposed to be

Cleansing ears from all artist with no heat

Obliterating

Mic, crowds, & stages

There isn’t a set worth naming

I did where I wasn’t slayin

You could go check my youtube

Not worrying bout the plays &

Just look at my performance

You can see the truth in faces

I never came playin

I came for overtakin

Dont do this for the money

Don’t do this for the fame &

Just do it for respect

Nigga hear what I’m saying

How many rappers just rapping because they love the game &

To them this isn’t a means to an end

If I never make money off this

I’d do it again

If they never give me the credit

That would be a trip

When plenty rappers that they follow on the fakest shit

Now all these rappers getting swallowed how they glazin it

When there’s real one’s like me who stuck working to pay the rent

Who struggling to the point it could almost make me quit

But I will never quit

Them niggas have to make me bitch

Talk

Passionate spilling out of me like passion fruit tea

Kicking flavor in your ear

Like I was B.I.G

Since I’m from the west coast

Shoutout P.A.C

For leaving a legacy & helping my parents meet. (True story)