Take a little trip

Roll a little noise then make a little bit

If Toonz on the track I’ma make a little hit

Open up the bag then take a little whiff

No tobacco don’t make me no spliff

Funky for the function, getting faded in the whip

Scared of the smoke, I can take a little hit

You know I bounce back like Slamball

Stand tall, my ****, what’s the sauce if you ain’t savoring it?

I’m in my season, you flavorless

You a icon like a bait and click

I’m a icon like Jaden Smith

Grab the Nikon, yeah take a flick

Fit from the thrift, I’ma make it look rich

Little witch from the Chi saddle my broomstick

Chasing a snitch, she get up I hit it more, 10 points for Gryffindor

Matte black Tesla interior Fred Hampton

They ask what kinda car is that?

I call it Black Panther

Pulling up in that Ryan Coogler, I might pull a cougar

Light skinned, big fro, oh good gracious

Damn that bih bad like Angela Davis

Take her for a spin like a mix from Nehpets

I don’t care about no relationship status

We gone have juke party in my basement

Chicago shit

Clap for the kid like bravo

Had a little trip

Cortisol took me out the bag for a bit

Now I’m back in it, I been down for a minute

I was found in the Guiness for amounts of the realest

Energy I’ve been giving

I can brag a little bit

Get it out the mud, put my hand in a ditch

To preserve, had to swerve out the jam really quick

If it’s urgent, my nerves need the cannabis lit

Pulling up to the club in my sandals again

It is what it is, I’ve been handling it

Got a vision, a mission, with a plan to get rich

You know Uncle Sam got his hand in my shit

I keep shit cool like a fan in a fridge

Even when all of the plans getting switched

Even with the news of my mans getting clipped

Rather stand than to sit

I been manning my ship

I’m a man on my shit

I remember sober days blazing no fire

Now I’m burning joints all day like arthritis

Heavyweight champs in my whole camp because we all fighters

I guarantee that it won’t be no stopping us until our pockets on Anthony Joshua

Knew since I was a fetus that I couldn’t be defeated

Rosa’s oldest son, I grew a rose without the sun

I got Folgers on my tongue

Waking these **** up one by one

Fathered a movement now come my son

World in my hands til it numb my thumbs