Come on my nigga you want this?
Half baked and unfocused
Whatever i think of and post it
That's what you want
Work to craft a raft and coast this
Nah i built a lab and motioned
My way into the act of ghosting
The testing of my psychosis
The ones only for the post tense
You've been goal tending
But i'm still goal-centric
Yea most limit
With pitchforks arsenic
And cocktails complimented
I can swell to competition
But most fail as opposition
Whether opp or opportunity i doubt i missed it
So, so
But wait wait wait
When you gon' drop some new shit
Come on little nigga i does this
Making the studio public
I been running amok since
My tongue was a cutlass
Yeah i been listening to niggas but
But really no one that can f*ck with
My style of substance
Thinking you cool
Change the subject
Thinking you nicer than us
But we cant trust
You've gotta be the luckiest
Thinking you knowing whats me
Knowing the price
Knowing what deluxe is
Yeah you been thinking you making the waves
Now go ahead and make a budget
Cause' you been
You been holding on to old shit
Now granted its dope shit
But now you looking like you Moses
But you ain't changing my ships coursing
With forcing
When you gon' drop some new shit
Really its stupid to me
They been asking like
Zen, Zay', Zav' forward
The page, the pain, the craft
I been so honored race the clash
Hoping you know what i pilot it for
Rapping is showing my cast as a corpse
Reppin' my age
To check the claim
The quote reigns
Open the game
The Source
The Look
The Flame
Thesaurus
The Frame
The Chorus
Ugh