Phokis - Top 5 Pen in 75 Lyrics

Aye
Never gon stop
Too many options never gone flop
Brain is the same as ya mind on pot
Better get ya mind on stop, drop
Fair i don't really care cuz mine gon pop
Yours will decline, expire, rot
Should have kept it fresh, keep the lid on top
Fire in the booth, keep ya smoke inside
Acquire the truth, cuz they sho can lie
Not only the pockets, they broke inside
Ride with ya homie you broke can die
Tears of depression soak my eye
Use to think rap was different
Lifestyle, rap became different
Lifestyle, actually spitting
Turned down, masking the living
Most of them be acting and practicing pitching
Bullshit but my bats in position
To home run they raps cuz they fiction
Won't stop till my mom get a kitchen
With a stretch so long she can live in
So retreat yo frail team
We hate them hoes, like Gayle King
Listen
Make me take a fairer stroke at life
Cuz i work and work my soul at night
Thinking bout the chicken i could make
Rapping and i get so low it's like
Searching for a chance to make a scene
Reign precipitation of a King
Range of James no bronze is on my team
Only gold we first, in '23
We should be on top, i let it cook
Seasoning my drop, for better looks
Reason we don't stop, the pedal shook
Braking, never, breaking record books
Let me catch um open I'ma fire
Food for thought my dishes don't expire
Focused on my queen, see i retired
Used to string them chicken by the wire
Say they balling but i know they liars
Funny, richer now, but that's a Prior
Switch positions on um; thats a sub
Find out where they stay and that's the hub
Flood and plug the base in that's a tub
Music heal ya soul and that's a drug
Taking over for the double dub
Taking over for the double dub
I May be overtime with this
But i know
I can do it if i put my mind to this
I'm designed for this, yeah