October (PS32) (feat. CloudyNotes)

And this beat from Ca$h, not from YouTube

Rappers' mad, 'cuz a **** done packed his bags

And I'm heading for platinum plaques

****' mad, 'cuz a **** done murdered tracks

And I'm winning and spitting facts

I do immaculate shit

See the rapping? a **** done mastered this shit

Every beat is a victim

And everyone's rankings, a **** done scattered this shit

I got a great team, I'm finna make cream

That shit is obvious

This shit is my dream, since I was 13

I took it serious.

I'm on a roll like a caravan, just put a goat as my diagram

Boy, you an L, I'm a G, so don't get your letters mixed up like an anagram

****, see bands is the main thing

Since a kid, I was destined for great things

These **** Jonesin' like K.C.

But I'm balling, that's why I got eight rings

My life a movie and this is a great scene

But a **** still stay mean

Mind is too sharp, 'cuz a **** don't take lean

**** I'm tryna stay clean

Bands getting, a lil **** done transcended

And now I'm in my bag innit

Gang winning, bro my flow got the gang swimming

Tryna make me a stack with it

No kidding, bro my mama said "go get it"

You just capping with no fitted

Flow killing, fuck with me, get your soul lifted

Bro my lyrics is so wicked

Yo

Kobilou and I'm on the scene

Thought you was better? It was all a dream

Heart of gold but I want the green

Everybody's fave tryna join the team

Flow nice but I'm hella mean

Shorty talk dirty but the pipe clean

My dad a goat so it's in my genes

If you look at me, then you sightseeing

Showing out, **** all plain, your on days are my off days

Tryna get me on y'all wave, but I'm too big for a small lane

Too smart bro I want brain, too sharp bro I cause pain

Too hard and you're all lame , play and get ripped like some balmains

I'm in the game with G's , bro y'all are a pain to see

These **** is lame, best is a shame to me

I'm who **** came to see, I'm killing game

I'm on the road to fame, your kids gon' be screaming my name

Bro that is the aim, don't need the gold and chains

Got ice running in my veins, and I'm calling game

All of my opps are less, uh

I got what they call finesse

I make the opps depressed

The issue they can't address, uh

My and my boys are next

We winning and all progress, uh

They hate cuz they all been dead

Who killing shit y'all can guess

Damn