Stood tall like mountains I don’t think I’ll Everest, I played the humble beast I gotta give this shit my best, ain’t no competition when the bag popping out, **** ain’t learned they lesson you see they dropping out, I put some years in and got nothing in return, I treat the game like a blunt and let it slow burn, I know a handful of **** still waiting for they turn, they ain’t realize it ain’t given but it’s earned, yall Ichabod crane you ain’t ahead of the curve, I’m too resilient with this shit getting what I deserve,

It’s the reason why they pissed shit get on they nerves

I can never fold I ain’t finna be no laundry mat,

You see they still in the same spot where they talking at,

I see you Hard headed like you born with a construction hat Ima stop you right there and that’s enough of that

Flow on a MacBook but I ain’t shutting down no facts

I give my all to this shit with my heart and soul attached Till it’s gone in the wind and I’ll never get it back

Too artistic, this a masterpiece

I blossom on records with Cynematic beats

I’m past all the bullshit, this has to be