Released on May 24, 2024

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Verse 1:

Smelling my bouquet, a kiss from the rose

Sealing it up when I'm striking a pose

Step in the zone, heating it up, my niggas is cold

Taking my pick when I'm digging for gold

Put meat on the table, they picking a bone

Don't let me just get in that mode

Nigga, I'm petty, I won't leave it alone

Nigga, I'm Freddy, I'm all in your dome

I rap like spaghetti, the way that I roam

Call of Duty, I step in the zone

Taking the shot, I'm making it known

Laying it down, I'm known to go prone

All on your phone, I'm making the tone

Making it ring, making it shine

Taking my time when I'm breaking your mind

Back to the black when I'm walking the line

Aim for the house when I'm sipping the wine

They came for the clout, they left with the doubt

But really, it's fine

Nigga, I slept on the couch for the grind

Followed the signs

Watching the clock so I know that it's time

Building my shrine

Legacy, nigga, this is the shit that I'm leaving

Verse 2:

Life of a maven, I'm still trying to see through the path that I'm paving

People need saving

Blood of the demons I bathe in, I feel like the raven, nevermore

Telling my life through these metaphors

If you're taking the shot, you better score

I'm taking a knock on forever's door

There is nothing else I can settle for

Niggas be thinking I'm regular

They taking a sip from my reservoir

If you want to be me, take the seminar

What in the fuck do you think that I tell it for?

This is me to the core

Niggas be calling mediocre

Not doing this shit for media's core

They riding my dick like they need a chauffeur

These niggas are actors, they need an award

Give 'em a medal, give 'em a rose

Give them a pistol, give them a petal

I'm taking the pen, writing the prose

Made out of metal, I'm fighting these foes

Using my mental, I'm writing these flows

Breaking the molds, freeing my soul

Defeating the cold, releasing the gold