Verse 1:

Bill Cosby sweater while feeding females pudding pop

Their boyfriends crying at their knees no Cuba Gooding shot

Hip hop music scene i got a foot in cuz

The others going walk abouts but still I'm looking up

No point tryin if its half hearted

Just tryna run circles round these ass artists

If youre talkin levels then my squards darkest

But get flash just for name sake

Uk scene is in a great place

Well it ain't if we ain't init

And been awhile since we sprayed init

Still having visions of us making it

No homo no average homosapiens

Supreme hoodie bout to spit that preme clientele

Forget hermes im out this world rockin oriens belt

And a michael kors

Just a shame that it won't let us know our time ofcourse

Homie your girl is looking sexy

Invites me over to roll up and share the sensi

Go for the hell of it, tells you that shes celebate

But she got me in her ralph lauren bed sheets

You must be stressed g

Im outchea road running your kyote all wiley like eski

Deadly

Chorus:

Hip hop, up jump the party

We throw out bacardi for the homies that are dead and buried

In the cemetary

Shouting RIP, them man are legendary

Verse 2:

Bumpin smif n wessun holla yatties for dah shinin

After that grind the lemon and were limin

She like the beat so i tell her to rewind it

Im from the grove like franklin

I am what i am i do what i do

Catch wreck wit my crew in t's where we grew

The events that we viewed

Made us who we are today

Then I moved to ag but thats not far away

So back to totty I embark each day

318 or picadilly subway

Subway sandwich yammin jammin to the subbase

From the squard wave, just let the song play

And when its finish better wheel it like a truck mate

Soon you'll see me by skeps like i pump weights

Spoken word glides swiftly to your censors

Thoughts begin to lift beyond the census

Vocals nestle in the pockets of the nexus

The engine running steps closer to the lexus

Rhyme slick like rick when he telling stories

Music scene is same ol' man its getting boring

Tryna refresh her like the sweets

Say what I mean, do this for my gs who deceased

Almost close to beast mode

Body controlled by the weed smoke

Call it the pupeteer

Makes me do great things when im up in here, the booth that is

[Chorus]

Verse 3:

Really do this for the fellas that are gone kid

See em agen then i can tell em what i done did

Call my brother sun cuz he shine like one

Shanked in the rough now he diamond cut

White tees with his face on it

Flash people dont snitch nuffin we say onit

Paul blart this is out my department

But i quickly figured out through all the friends i part with

Endlessly harmless

Nah i had to toughen up

Guppy craftz grab the knife sharpener for the butter cuz

Incase sharks want the duff

Up and at em youre not up for brunch

Laughing at homer his skintone can match my female preferance

Bars i emit they all just seem perplexing

Now i admit the scene i see my entrance

And he can truly make a mark now his demons left him

Trained the flow and now its effortless

Fresher than the peppermint

Rose amongst the desolance

Graftin hard craftz want stacks tall as nephilim

Stop spittin for a while i can remember

Black man tryna ball, akinfenwa

Step in the office button up my blazer

I'm looking fly I have to thank my tailor

From young I was a taylor

Young Wiz in the boardroom

No threat because I knew they'll be on board soon