[Intro]

Uh, uh

Leftovers, yeah

One take? One take

[Verse]

Ah, so I guess envy is the repercussion

For the type of paper that we discussin'

Funny, I used to go to school with my sneakers busted

The flow ill and the beat's disgustin'

Now all the hoes feel like I'm the perfect candidate for reproduction

Look, I'm tryna put this game in a sleeper hold

I spit it from the heart with hopes to reach the soul

Your feet was cold, mine was sizzlin'

It's hard to be a law abidin' citizen

Livin' in a city wherе them niggas die for dividends

Don't bе a victim

Me and my dogs just been plottin' to flee the system

We need a plan

We all wish to be young forever like Peter Pan

Since we can't, I'm playin' Captain Hook, I got these rappers shook

Life's a chapter book, so see, I can't afford to rest at all

Because you never know, one day you'll reach the epilogue

And F a job, I just figured I say it polite

Rather perform under stadium lights

They say that if you doin' what you love then you'll never work a day in your life

So shoot for the Moon and don't be afraid of the heights

And if you come up short, you'll still land amongst the stars

I'm feelin' like I could probably go for a hundred bars

Late for work again, they'll probably fire me

Stuck on a verse again, I need somethin' to inspire me

My nephew know my whole mixtape in its entirety

How's that for inspiration?

One flew over the koo-koo's nest

Society got me feelin' like a mental patient

'Cause I'm conformed to the social norm

What happened to innovation? Creativity with no limitation

When you got high ceilings, they wanna do some renovation

Been stimulatin' my mind, them niggas sayin' I fell off

I just been takin' my time

See, I always been a firm believer in quality over quantity

Such an anomaly, was down when niggas was askin' for features

But when I ask some niggas, they ain't respond to me

But I never been one for holdin' grudges

Just know pretty soon that a feature from the kid'll put you over budget

Matador to the bullshit, I rose above it

Far beyond intangible possessions that you chose to covet

I chose soul food over that golden nugget

Kickin' wisdom to a generation that's been ill advised

You lucky if you twenty-five and you still alive

My flow is like yo phone on silent, I know you feel the vibe

Just look at me as your brother from another mother

This city'll trap you, but still, we love her

[?] kill each other

Gunshots followed by peel and rubber

Uh, soundtracks to the adolescence

They grew up in a broken home with no daddy present

So, instead of grabbin' textbooks, they grabbin' weapons

At least that way, they know to have protection

Survival methods of a young Black male (Uh)

Crack sells, resortin' to packed jails (Uh)

Couldn't envision these tales back as a tight

Ridin' pedal bike, back when Cuzzo was sportin' the rattail

I remember well, that was like '95

Twenty years worth of cyanide put into these verses

The results of fatal cocktail

Couldn't parry these punchlines if you box well

Peep the technique, I turn beef into oxtails, my stomach's growlin'

I need a mill is in ten times, a hundred thousand

Make enough for all the years my bank account was overdrawn

The type of green attract snakes, I need to mow the lawn

At the back of these rappers heads like a photobomb

I see the big picture, bitch-nigga spittin' that fictitious

I call it straight down the middle like split swishes

The small fish that hold his own amongst the big fishes

Pardon the grammar, I been lookin' for love in the heart of Atlanta

But I've yet to find it, it's like a needle in a haystack

Bringin' somethin' different to the table

But niggas scared to embrace that, why?

'Cause I ain't makin' records for the local clubs (Uh)

'Bout how I fucked your bitch or sellin' drugs

My nigga, kill yourself, cut your wrist

But fuck with me if you up on this

You see, my goal's to be one of the best to do it

Talked about like a Southern myth

Compared to the greats, immortal through the sentences we speak

Good grief, I'm approachin' four minutes on the beat

Gimmick rappers that can't uphold they image in the streets

But claim to be real

Seen it for too long, the thought is insane to me still

I'm still playin' the field

'Cause right now, I can't afford to have a woman holdin' me back

I just can't put in that time, I'm too devoted to rap

Put all my breath in this gang, it make it harder to breathe

I put my soul on this wax, I wear my heart on my sleeve

Fourteen karat on my neck, that's just part of the steez

Just blow up my competition, please pardon the breeze

Ayy, look, I'm tryna be the first Kyle Clow and not the next Hova

Figured I'd start out by dishin' out these leftovers

First Kyle Clow, not the next Hova

[Outro]

Hope you enjoy these leftovers