Mic check- I’m like a Cole anthony Summer It’s real. Dimes split cha have you fallin catch ya ankles touched your crown with my heels. Crackin Da Vinci. Save the world Salvator Mundi. Mi scusi. Hold up Mi dia perdono. Let me get back to my aglio (alleyoh) digiorno. Panoorin ang lahat...ng ito stack up. My women. Watch it back up. Babalik Just like a mac track. Whoa. I’m looking back. Just to bring it back up. Slow. What she got in them jeans. Genuwine. You already know. What’s the deal? Meet me in the parking lot. Pull out the drop tops. Catch you dancin with me we can rock it out or pull up to the spot and hit the cha cha. Slide into my DM on the DL. Groove with the Funk just like it’s DL. Smooth. And I’m Nu...Ja-Best to ever do since CL Smooth. I only listen to my Soul when I see these L’s moves. This cold. Since we been stackin this gold. Like So. Bar up the ‘po then watch they minds explode. (Stay woke.) I’m 26 so now my mind sets sown. I’m grown. And for these bitches tried to stand out bold. You never ever stood a chance that’s why my plans oust yours. (I know...) You want your mans back. Nah you want the little boy that drove you round and spent that twenty twen twen’s back. Fuck yo embrace. We ain’t make up. This ain’t a race to catch a case. About-face, see where you little twin twins at? I see em peekin out the crib. I can’t complain I know fasho they little bad asses. Well that’s a given coz they mamas got a bad ass. (1:30) In high school I got the preview of your mama on my ass twerkin. My lady graceful in her prime I swear I’m blessed the fuckin best to ever coalesce my rhymes. I said I’m now focused. That’s more than ever. Shouts to heaven, on my mama ain’t no Tale-Fairy. I told my story million times check out the free in every rhyme. Perhaps the plug aint workin out just quit reshufflin my lines. (let’s go) I’ll keep you wired, if you keep me in your prayers. In your thoughts. And as I lead ya with demeanor. What it cost to be a boss. F.I.L.O I’ll be the first into the battle, pick you up, and get you out that’s fuckin facts. I know. (2:00) I’ve been engrained with deep ambitions as a ridah self sustained midnight marauders, soldier to my heavenly father. Follow. Or I’ma meet you at the Drop and as you passin me by, come catch a glimpse of all this Greatness in disguise. In time. One time.

Ride out. Put them niggas out of the frame, with the pump. Dualin whippin out on your bih. Pump pump. You ain’t gotta hate on the game. One love. We just too dank off the brain off the jump. Put them niggas out of the frame, with the pump. Dualin whippin out on your bih. Pump pump. You ain’t gotta hate on the game. One love. We just too dank off the brain off the jump. Be the kid. In the lab. With the cuts. Get it rough… Menace to penance to reapin benefits to predicate. Mental game to meta my feta/mana is heaven sent. Bitches gettin with that; You gon be the sugar honey or benefact- Or is it the pen paddin your pockets pokin hella fat. I’ma get the dairy like it’s Cammy’s out from Diddy’s camp. ….Muh fuckin on his Ritalin again… WHO ME?? I’m just spazzin like Toby. Snappin, the paranormal panoramics in my home B! What I don’t see, my flow seekin. My nose bleeds. Still Runnin through my minutes. On my Motorola Kraze. Flippin bars with Bo Peep. Nigga, now don’t sleep. Wolf comin at you in the night. I mow sheep. Hm. I’m the goat. You a choke. You a bitch? In a boat with the Jenners in a mink and a coat fleece. Tone it down! We ain’t schemin like that homey? Too loud, you ain’t beefin with the fats, homey. Hear the man reppin in the ALL CAPS homey. He be whippin words nice, in the Mask, don’t he?---- Got the Tenor sound defin like a winner watch em elevate. You can’t break me off of one of these. I’ma set it straight. David be the king with new things. I’ma levitate. I’m just droppin off like Goliath in my Valet! I ain’t dealin with this shit on a bad day. Eatin out Miss thang. For my palette. Pullin up on your bitch. I’m th e Pale- Tero necesito mucho dinero ahora. With my metaphora watch me flourish in abundance in the quota. Did I not say I’m the fuckin rhymin Lotus? …in Top Gear, I’m The Top Gun. In my blood, I’ll always be at the top, One. Put them niggas out of the frame, with the pump. Dualin whippin out on your bih. Pump pump. You ain’t gotta hate on the game. One love. We just too dank off the brain off the jump.

Hoppin out of the Lexus coupes. Fuck uh benz. You Foldger Joes is tryna wake up. See through my lens- Out and about the money and hunnies flossin in sunnies get cho lighters up feel the highest of higher power my potent flowers. Rushin through my head within the hour but im focused keep composure with the loud im rather bold. Than You cowards. Know no pirelli sours. Swervin in my rearview persona showin out. Got the homies runnin laterals safety is no where to be found. A bunch of open cases runnin through the town, you know that shit is goin down. Best believe we'll be its epicenter. Put that on my crown. On everything its almost half past. Whatever the time we gassed up. For you we never passin up. Greedy figure, askin bro to pass the cut. Diner tryna patch em up. Get carried out and thats wasup. Suck em dry like Dracula. Its mutual vernacular the feeling comin back to us. The body so miraculous. To earth come back to dust. Salt the wounds of passions, lust, sins, cuffs, kinks, cucks, same sex and motherfucks. Uh... keep your jimmy tucked. Pack it in and wrap it up, break em down, pull it out, pick a side and let it blao. Like a 50 cal. Fuckin with me heavy now. Gifted my artillery is bryson with the philly style. Love you like Tinashe you can get it bih the long way here in broad day. Bet a million stars i make you fall and watch me parlay. Double down my fortunes en evoah turah avoir trois menage. Leave you down for Nala in the gardens smokin LaLa. Wakin up to marley in my valet through the ganja. My lyrics come alive tonight like akhmenrah. Here em jumpin through my syllables like Hot, Damn, raw. Double up on the entendre like you got damn right. Locals Only on this Got damn flight. Who the fuck is you? Cloggin up my god damn line? This the jump off. Ill see you on the grounds or lose your god damn minds. Muh fucka.

Know what it means… Know what it mean? normal . High You and I, baby we’re a thang. Know what I mean… Know what I mean? High high IN every damn way we’re the same. Shorty come lean. I don’t wanna leave? High mid high Hold- on to me my dear… All that it seems… all that it seems? Normal high Come to love me. No fear. As I fly, 45 off the swingset. No rakin them leaves yet. (45) Crash down. Boom. Keep it comin like Keith Sweat. (Keep it comin) Head first. Loomin in and out of the deep end. Natural high. From the moment them knees bend. Finessin, my needs met. Caressed by these lips. Servin me justice upon my platter with these hips. Fillin you up. Fall off the bone. Catch me packin in these ribs. I could make you work. Straight telekinesis. Bring you down to Earth. Well traveled through your universe. ...Break stash, slippin through your purse purse Medico for better/worse, nurse. Mellow spoon, smoke. Lovin when you curse, curse.. Little nuthins under the breath. Converse verse. Come at me. Sexy little undertones. Slight aggressions, invite me to your swimming pool. Hold you down like, “you know the fuck you talkin to” (echo out) (when Beat drops. Hook) Know what it means… Know what it mean? You and I, baby we’re a thang. Know what I mean… Know what I mean? IN every damn way we’re the same. Shorty come lean. I don’t wanna leave? Hold- on to me my dear… All that it seems… all that it seems? Come to love me. No fear.

(0:11) Good fellow. The saints I march with- the shades falsetto. The sunnies my get up. The fades don’t let up. I’m pushin through pain. Lay claim. It’s my setup. Counters in the infight. Rockem with my insight. Pull the punch. Ignite. Rack em up incite. Rowdy. Local bred figures. Get the shoutin. Proudly. The Fountain of youth. And Omalleys. Dream like aristocrat. Flown-where ur heads at. Hard knock. Ass dropped off. We straight clowning. Rearrange sequence of delinquents. The feats we reachin. Fuck em it’s forty thousand a feature. Funny keep on fuckin with fuckboys. For floor seats. The other 114 levels around you call me. Get the fuck up out my bidness. Less you here for the specifics. If you ain’t here to claim my missus. My homie hit this. Come get your mistress. Only rockin with my family of misfits. My Beneficiaries. (0:57) Now run it back I got a gift to give the world before I leave like somethin planetary. I’m on a mission that my mind was not prepared for like this shit is scary. Or somethin of the sort. Can’t claim the metaphor. I keep repeatin there’s been somethin I’ve been lookin for. I’m in the midst of lockin down the code. Figure four. I figaro the Luciano comin down a few arpeggios. Filet the pitch easy butter get this finger roll. Now fade to black out. (1:19) Or feed the mac now. The bag grab and smash mouth. Take em to the cleaners, cop a 3 piece then pass out. Wake and bake powers. The Cake louder. The face sour… Likee oooh Kill em. Now get em Tari. No flakes, no fake Parry. I haymake yo day bebeh! I get the sonnin yall like listen up. Bash your face in. Gettin Clayed up. Block gets the fade up. Tell em that we running dem pockets. Don’t wait up. Hit the Front Cover Like Fada (Fader). Somethin short and forgettable Alma Maytuh (Mata). Feat to read the LEET and Leak the Data. Pays to pick your poison be the boss and pull the plugs before the losses really come. The Bama Jama forsee greatness like Alexander. Dipped in honey. Here it comes.

Sad feels. Set Drills. Stress pills. Blessed still. Black hills. Mad thrills. A bad still image frozen fresh kill. A new de vilee. You my cruella. Got me caged away yearn for the day i see my bella. All so Floatin on the tips of my Beretta. And this letter. Oh. What you do to make this all better. Stumblin my words. Help me through my operetta. Living through another’s vendetta. Cold world so clever. If this lonely tow slows ever. I’m admist another several clashes till my last names severed. Lord. If you give me one night. Swear, on the heavens i would get this one right. Take it all back to the very first sight. Soul’s Light. Said. This is what you do for my life. I’ve been so gone for 40 days full nights. The levels in the tides look the same in my eyes. But pray I get by. Just to bit of your time. I would tell you now this is what you do for my life. You doin alright? Told her bout the days when you outrunnin the race. Beat em outta the case. Then you brought her to your place. Damn thought I was winning you could see it on my face. I wish I coulda caught it once the feelin felt laced. Several outs now. To my stompin grounds. Found. Word around town, like the champion sound. Heard she runnin rounds like the pound for pound crown. I told you hold me down. This ain’t what I meant. Now. (bitch) Tear it all down. It’s a fallin out now. Erase my recollections. Coz of you i disavow. Karma ain’t a bitch. ON some shit you disallowed, watch it all come back around. Now the pain is felt around like. Lord. If you give me one night. Swear, on the heavens i would get this one right. Take it all back to the very first sight. Soul’s Light. Said. This is what you do for my life. I’ve been so gone for 40 days full nights. The levels in the tides look the same in my eyes. But pray I get by. Just to bit of your time. I would tell you now this is what you do for my life. You doin alright?

Talkin that Explosive... Roll up another like your hoe’s shit. Blow shit. Ghosted what would Cudi do? NYUH. Faded for a minute in my fitted. Gettin toppa from a cappa phi. Fuckin with my Two step. That’s my kappa style. More like Theta Tau, coz we engineers now. Plans so Steely Dans, graduated with the tech dev. Flow so unique, call the team, I enveloped what the rest did. (And Flex Bih. I stunt stretch big) All my way. On my own. I got yo bish on pad lock. On my soul. I got the quicks on em. Rose let go… at least 40 Morty. Rick I’m Rich (I’m like a big kid). Keep shit PUSH. (Kinda like a big deal) Bully niggas. I seek. My forethought, past Meek, my foresight past Go. And I collect. Past growth. Don’t let your left hand know. You let the next man roast. Don’t let the next fan smoke. Unless you want that shit - to unload. Bask in the shadows the valley of death. Nowadays I be skatin through this shit like Neff. Lookin in seen you bound to this earth like Ness. Roll flush in green pastures. My head lay rest. Money gardens of eden. I knew this bitch went both ways. I only met her once, I wouldn’t hit shit no ways. Heard the ones im crushin with got flipped like Olay. You’d think she’d try to make it up to me. Bitch. Go -way. November. 09. I hit dirt. Saints. Gold mines. December same year. Operations sent low lines. Snakin through my veins. From the groin to m y ventricle points. I coulda dropped the same year, big moves, remained coy. Who that monster? Monster? Tell em what you want from me? When I give you that Monster. All you better run from me. In your face like monster. Tell her watch your mouth when you aim that low. Jim bussa 3 hounds when he aim that close Shit could knock in 3 rounds. Glad you came back, LOS. Screamin Bloody Murda Murda. Where your King at, Coast? Put you ski masks on. We only scheme that gross. Queue the tapes at dawn. You’ll never seem less froze. I’d rather MetCon dons. Than pull a Hit Reload. With Steady Clips we close. Whatever ships you rode. Get noticed bitch. We cold. (A) two-time for two-face. Got you tyin my shoelace. Sippin my koolaid in a toupe. Huh. Ima a fool with this shit. I’m aprapo. I’m trap money Freddie. Commissioner for the po’. One steady locked in the chamber. Devout labor. Crip Blood. Whatever Your Color Crimson it savors. Born to live a life with high caliber natives. Short life spans, despite elaborate fight plans. Stuck drinking all of the liquor hoggin my night stand. I got a hair trigger that dishes shatters of lightning. Enough to live longer to circle back to a villain. On my death bed, longing repentance my Lord Willin. Uh. Some unspeakable shit. My heart seeking for whole. But have your arteries lit. If the message from Pac would send me home. Have the bars from me stripped. If Hip Hop was the soul-my angels pleadin the fifth. (Cut the splif) Switch games, the nature. To flip names we mentioned to strip. Sleeper to Manny Equipped. Harder the next fight im enticin to all of the shit. Ride on my tip of my dictating you silly this dichotomy all of you want the con of me blown To disroportion. -Mad coastin. Crushin on half the ocean of rappers. You Keep strapped, only tuggin on half--- my own devotions. So what you want from me?

For the man that had to struggle all his life just to eat. To my ladies in the tank that rock the baddest degrees. I’ve been waitin all my life to see parameters peak. We’ve been waitin all our lives to hear the symphony speak. It woulda mattered to me. A million gathered to be. But from my momma and my poppa ain’t no havin defeat. We ain’t lackin the feats. Put em back on their feet. I ain’t stressin over that I put my blood on the map. I put the town on a strap. Coz we ain’t havin your shit. Keep the vision on the missions. POW is pleadin the fifth. I ain’t seein you fit. With all your manners equipped. I need your barriers stripped. To seek your core and your strength. Runnin low in the tank. I’ll save your memory bank. Keep em coming with the hits. The more it hurts then I paint. Masterpiecin forreal. Fortified in the ville. Ammo in my forty five is how I’m making the kill. I do it justice forreal. Leadin packs like Camille. If I could put yall on my back then what’s this nation’s ordeal? You’ve been working every day but how your life sit still? I’ve been working on my life to see my day sets build. For the man that had to struggle all his life just to eat. To my ladies in the tank that rock the baddest degrees. I’ve been waitin all my life to see parameters peak. We’ve been waitin all our lives to hear the symphony speak. It woulda mattered to me. A million gathered to be. But from my momma and my poppa ain’t no havin defeat. We ain’t lackin the feats. Put em back on their feet. I ain’t stressin over that I put my blood on the map. In everything that I do. Through everything that I lose. I swear I’m gainin somethin better. In this life that I choose. Sacrificin the cool. To droppin out of that school. Come to seek the holy grail and make it out of my pools. -I’ve been in this winner’s circle. Bet your family jewels. I’ll be pushin all the weight. I got no time to recoup. Locals Only Movin Swiftly on the grind with the tool. If the crime move any slower than that’s lifer you choose. They pulled a knife at the two. And Got the shooter confused. Bled out on Malabago sa Calasiao. Jesus- -MaryJoseph. The cruel. It’s comin for you I knew. I’ve been knocking on these forests. Askin ghosts to get through. I’ve been grasping for the word coz I been slackin. On real. If you thought that you was stackin, you ain’t packin my G. Prayin on my knees clutchin to my rosary beads. Swear I’m doin my part. Pray I’m doin my part. I said the man that had to struggle all his life just to eat. Ang mga kaba-ba-ihan ay nagtapos mula. Sa buhay. (Bahala na.Uh. Bahala ka.) (Bahala na.Uh. Bahala ka.) (Bahala na.Uh. Bahala ka.) (Bahala na.Uh. Bahala ka.)