Push slow from the hood to the burbs

I'm on the board when I ain’t messing with verbs

Ideas so so bright that my pockets got burns

He keep shinning man

When will he learn

Push slow from the hood to the burbs

I'm on the board when I ain't messing with verbs

Ideas so so bright that my pockets got burns

I keep it shinning

Cause I know it’s my turn

J crazy

Nah That's O six celo

Me and Bryce we like

Skateboard and Nigo

FL

Going OT by the Kilo

Got us stacking chips

That's Jenga with Doritos

Couple thoughts as I touch the big

Three O

One of my closest niggas recluse

I hardly see bro

Try to keep in touch

But connection kept going down

Shit

I'm Teezo

Shit I think up in my pad

Top of lotad

Where I use to pen up in my pad

Now It's

Where the phone at

2020 thought I was up

Dropping four wing I and the vans ad

Question if I fumbled with the nomad

Guess I'll never know

Now it's mask on

Back on four wing I

Bandit centre pose

Left hand up for the weirdos

Black and out the box with Ideas

Oh they fear those

Push slow from the hood to the burbs

I'm on the board when I ain’t messing with verbs

Ideas so so bright that my pockets got burns

He keep shinning man

When will he learn

Push slow from the hood to the burbs

I’m on the board when I ain't messing with verbs

Ideas so so bright that my pockets got burns

I keep it shinning

Cause I know it’s my turn

If I jump on something basic

With the same old passion

Here come these boring ass niggas

Saying I'm really rapping

Cause of the aesthetics of

Odd beats and my silly actions

Like ain't make march thirty bout my pops passing

Like I ain't take time with songs that I’m crafting

Why I kill a show and still get that last pick

But I can't get mad how they view my position

Niggas looking with their ears and they barely listen

Guess I'll live right

Long as my bearings spin

A trucker hat sit right

Saw triple O

In my account thought it's midnight

Might not be a lot

But it hit diff

When its from ideas

And you ain't think twice

Man i never did

Create my own heaven

For the hell of it

For the hell of it

Ain't nothing you can tell the kid