Ouu

Yea, yea, yea

Ouu

I'ma just rap

Aight, truth be told I was only lame until round about, mmm, 4th Grade

Then I dropped a bully and they began to treat me like I was King Arthur with the sword raised

Aye look, blessings came when the storm raged

My message lowkey be ordained

I spit it for slaves who adore chains

But find it hard to recognize the door frame to

Every exit, to the mindset subdued by impoverished customs

I assumed by now they'd be reluctant to show and prove

They moves be counterproductive, ouu

To the life they discussed with me before my sight reconstructed

Before I saw 'em, hand my bro Farouk 25 to life like

It was nothin'

Ouu, live by the G code since I was wee old, I stay true to principles

Plus I grew up with gangstas that had mo lean on 'em

Than Mike Jack in smooth criminal, ouu

I seen murder, I seen a pimp take a lost thot and convert her

I seen the servers, I don't want problems, but if it's beef I'm a burger

I'm an observer, I use discernment, but I still keep me a burner

'Cause Lucy determined he want me burnin'

But I be at peace in the furnace, ouu

Yuh, every flow be a sermon, I got raps like a turban

Me take a loss with the bars is something y'all will not see like germans

I be in the hood like churches

Mama got us out the hood with nursin'

Never spit a bar that's uncertain

'Cause I talk to God, He make every word connect

Feel like I'm speaking in cursive

I tend my garden for the serpents

Me and Fat be cleaner than detergent

Started posting pictures of my Fatty

My DM had all these harlots emerging

And I see you boys liking Fat pics on IG

Just know she look better in person, ouu

Yea, and she mine, mine, mine tho

And she fine times 9,999,999 bro

Yuh, really don't matter the number, just know it's uncountable

Unpronounceable, my flow is bountiful, lowkey insurmountable

Ouu, yuh, yea

My flow is bountiful, lowkey insurmountable, ouu