Token | Funk Flex | Freestyle175

By Token

On Funk Flex Freestyles

Released on March 15, 2022

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[Token]

Ay, I've been posting pics of my girl, old heads wonderin' why

I wouldn't understand either if I had the bitch you hide

Hair tie in the cupholder blunt roll the facade

I used to be the only one sober but I must roll with the highs

Jumped over the lies, fucked over the ones hopin' I'm quiet

Young Toke but I'm much older in the mind, you guys much older than wise

Couple hoes slumped over in the ride

Bottles get passed around but I don't trust most of you guys

So I drunk only from my cup throw but I'm kind, love goes to the guys

She brought her two friends in, but I'm only allowed to fuck both from behind

Whip don't make a sound but it still say a lot when I ride

Goofy still in a hoopty sound like a fucking drumroll when you drive

God my biggest fan he should be front row with a sign

Plastic bag with a ice pack kept my lunch cold as a child

That shit never fill me up

I stole her lunch 'til I got caught, in lunch detention I wrote songs

That principle he did me wrong, suspendin' me when he heard my verses

Everyone at that age got a dream they watch me but be encouraged

I had family in the Holocaust

But the car drivin' at high speed is German I hope they see the purpose

I got the same last name as the man who used to lead my service

We're not related but I do hit that stage like God is working

Young Toke is re-emergin', I ain't dropped in three years

That would end y'all career, I guess I'm here for certain

My girl get reassurance, your girl got you googlin' what's the cheapest Birken

And stressin' the fuck on the couch, deletin' searches

Toured before a legal permit, I would've got a fake ID

But by the time I was 17 I got everything for free

Hop in the whip with T, top of the fit Celine

Bottom of Lil' Mcqueen, jeans or beast your PAC in a bit too lean

Top of the mornin' tip-top view and who on top of the bitch is me

I don't thank God for the fame, because the fame ain't really a blessin' for me

The fame late, thank God my mama caught her cancer early

We met at high school, she think I'm the one

She said that goose must be layin' eggs the way it sit in my cup

I should've signed to G Herbo when he was hittin' me up

'Cause I've been ridin' through Chicago humble beast with the windows up

Massachusetts where the Valor curtains on my window frame

Crib got a big echo so I push her hair where the pillows hang

Livin' life fast mo' gassed up than the whip those days

Plan B's at the crip, I was ducking kids like the limbo game

Uh, most the time I'm trollin' y'all

Most the time they clownin' on what's different cause it's protocol

Injury reserve I drive the whip just like it's stolen y'all

The whip electric roll out that machine like we some bowling balls

Uh, dad's good but you know what?

More important than cutting them checks each month

Me convincin' him, "Don't blame yourself

So much for the family's pain man your son glowed up"

Everybody in the city was so surprised

To see me in national groupie except the people who actually knew me

Take 'em around the world to travel and movie

Make that girl come back with a different accent for mom and dad, she like the practical Stewie

Uh, liquor act like peace treat, keys out like greenscreen

'Cause the whip I have sayin' speed me

I used to rip the plastic off of a CVS bag just to wrap a dime bag

Now I stay in my back like the receipt

I got so much love for my guys that they'll probably never know

And I know they've seen shit that I probably never will

Hard to wrap my head around the fans supportin' every step

But when we show up to their town they see my brother as a threat

Loose money is in a room

So the room just be like a zoo tummy, two tounges gorilla glued to me

Only a few words hope you know the truth hurts move from me

I know my true worth known to do dirt like the dune buggy

I know the routes work growin' from cool hurt but I'm new money

This hoe want new fur coats and a cute purse an acute from me

Bitch don't be too sure just wrote a loose herb in a room from me

My bro's a huge nerd, holdin' two guns firm lookin' like a bookworm

Dad said he would come by

And every time he never showed I just wrote

Ten years old I was smoking with my older bro

He taught me how to sneak in windows when his neighbor wasn't home

I learned how to keep a secret early, Kanye was my world

I fell in love with head at twelve, I never knew how to treat a girl

Grandpa used to give advice, cancer came before I listened

Doctors fed my sister pills, they should've paid for the rehab she never sit with

I can never switch I gave my bro a job before I could afford to

I've medicated depression I performed through

I was in a bus mine behind me on that tour too

I remember when she was behind me in that courtroom

Bilingual short fuse, yellin' in my foreign coupe

Bitches wanna marry like they dug my last name, shout out 4-2

Bro pop off shit might get leaky get the corkscrew

Bottle cost the grand openin' like the store's new

Nas was tellin' me he noticin' me become a star

Been home for a week, just tokin' the weed and asked my name

Lower your fee collab away, hoes on the street give ass the same

I give a bitch a winter night, rollin' the sheets and blow on the tea to relax her brain

When I get too high I act insane

Got my girl mad at the J, now she act like dame

I was eager to hop off the ports like the package came

Never had a gang but my OG used to make Ray go way like Accutane

Uh, east coast my jacket hang

West Coast my baddy came blow 'til her lashes hang

Uh, your clothes you keep on racks, my clothes they each a rack

I'm paranoid at baggage claim, need a bottle when they land a plane

Fuck the rumors what y'all wanna know

I never named myself after a cartoon, but that's a funny joke

Meals were out the microwave of my apartment

Half-eaten apples in the fridge, we finish what we started

But I do regret some things

I do regret cuttin' off friends 'cause I ain't understand their ways

Like they ain't 'bout with me in my new life that became

I was way too late to rekindle, they just see me like I changed

In school, they said I'm different, that's how I picked up my name

My name got me a li'l fame, I had to get confident without it

My whole life I prove people wrong I don't expect you to know that

So it's all good, I've seen opinions get rerouted

I told Jid (J.I.D.) I'm goin' to Atlanta, I gotta lock it

I don't get the accent but everywhere I'm still Boston

I'm from the north shore but I don't swim

The closest, I go is spreadin' that bitch open by the doc on some gyno shit

Thirteen at that Mac Miller concert I tucked the weed in my shoe

I wish I told him that but it was enough just meetin' the dude

I must be speaking the truth, I got fans from ten to sixty

I'll only appeal from age fourteen to fifteen

Born dreamin' this dream, core team is with me

All the homies and my girl see me go from poor me to rich me

I duck my head I just keep workin'

I'm just tryin' to tell my story, it's a lot beneath the surface

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