The Usual (feat. Chill Moody)

Skill over swag

Seven Things

Beige

Okay it's midnight with my shades on, listening to Raekwon

Get it clear I'm never scared, but shed a tear for Trayvon

Martin, I be starting all these fires, get my blaze on

Get up in my face, I bet my homies leave your face gone

Cause they don't like to see me nervous, show some courtesy

A lot of people heard of me, it still hasn't occurred to me

Certainly I realize I'm burning like a third degree

But I been shooting for the stars, riding in this Mercury

Swinging for the fences, you should leave the infield

I can see much clearer cause a fiend just cleaned my windshield

It's getting really real, I tell you how I really feel

I stay up for the head cause they look for my Achilles' heel

Cause I'm working hard, hurting all my rivals

Working at a restaurant to working with my idols

I'm being honest, that's some movie shit ain't it?

This is who I am, and this is who I came with

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit

Worrying about the same old, same old

Dreaming about that same old Range Rove', champagne gold

Heard you said we ain't hot, homie say it ain't so

They say I sound like ice cold three thou', wow

No disrespect but I'm better by a mile

Living for the future but I'm killing shit now

Old dogs can't learn new tricks, I put 'em down, looky now

Look at how these rookies sound, probably shouldn't be allowed

But they steady rocking crowds, you can't see my style

Come and see my style, come and be my style

That's copy and paste, stay in your place, look in my face

And I stack crack records like crates, you can bump it like bass

She wearing nothing but lace and we never went on a date

No doubt, I can be your sweet escape

Shorty so high, she gone without a trace

And I'm feeling so fly, I should buy a fucking cape

Wait

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit

Just hope they recognize my progression

School of hard knocks, now I'm the one teaching lessons

I feel I graduated at the top of my class

These cats failed cause they topics is trash, I'm on top of my cash

But still barely looking over a midget's shoulders

Low funds is no fun, I wouldn't live it over

Was built for this since Chris told 'em the bridge was over

Used to shun us on that side, now we bridging over

If that ain't progress, may I rest right where I stand?

All I ever had to write was a plan, I swear it helped

I suggest you do it, but also gotta follow through

Hitman, be excellent with your execution

I spent the whole year searching for retribution

My new resolution's to start a revolution

But nah, they ain't got no time for that

High off life, puff and pass, catch this lyrical contact

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit

Damn right I'm with my dudes and some broads too

If you wanna make a fuss then it's all you

Yeah, shot of whiskey with the weed lit

But I'm not relaxing in the least bit