It’s the quarter of a century giant stepping on this beat gently

Like Coltrane, it’s one of my favorite things, it’s heavenly

Don’t act fake, I know who is or ain’t a friend of me

I’m soft spoken until you go make me an enemy

Self-produced, prefer not to have beats sent to me

I speak through the bars and production, they’re extending me

Stretching all the way to Cali from the D M and V

Up there to Canada and down past Tennessee

My deep voicе rattles deep inside her psychе

She won’t let go of me, no need to question if she like me

Skin melanated, height elevated and glowing highly

Looking like she could be the blueprint for Kendall and Kylie

She said I couldn’t match her freak and I told her to try me

She looking down at my jewels, said they’re looking so shiny

Her motion’s like my work ethic, she getting to grinding

She good at handling my stamina, handles it finely

Tide

I take this drum break and break it in to let it carry me

To funds in abundance, fruits of labor and prosperity

Thoughts of potential gone to waste continue scaring me

But clouds and thought bubbles look the same and pass to lead you to some clarity

If you ain’t done all you can do, don’t ask for charity

If she ain’t trying to build with me, can’t let her marry me

She’s sexy but what good is giving dick if she don’t pair with me?

I don’t think it’s fair to her and it ain’t fair to me

I’m living more intentional in NOVA

Taking trials to the chin while making plans of taking over

More content with moving slow cause at least I’m moving closer

I’m the measures on the sheet music, God’s the true composer

When I measured up to niggas, kept me losing my composure

And it left a stench around me, universe could smell the odor

Now I’ve made some room for God to leave a hand up on my shoulder and I’m leaving room each day as I get older

It’s JDHD