Torched

Yeah, someone left the door ajar Now I'm here to stay Tell me who the fuck gonna face the music More brick laying Less screen time Been cutting back on the daily usage Long road for the road dogs But the whip miles from a soap box Got BKTs on this bitch So everybody getting rolled on, yeah Yeah everybody getting rolled on Checked artist credits on BMI I'm just too kind to expose y'all I see your team with the ghosts on And question if y'all ever wrote songs All enemies of mine have been studied Pleases don't test me I'm know it all Got platinum songs in the vault collecting dust If we talking bout showing up Then y'all attendance suck Both feet on the gas peddle, bitch I ain't letting up Started singing they fell in love Came a long way from being talentless Beat anything I was challenged in Pressure turned me into a precious cut Flood lights hit a flooded chain 30 city tour in a ton of states I can't wait 'til I up the leagues from the minors And my art come of age Seen a ton of people plant seeds to the dream Grow impatient then runaway I cultivated, irrigated it Now the growth amazing I Iove the change, oh yeah Been laughed at before Been lil bro'd now the same ones saying pass me the torch I ain't passing y'all shit Ford Escape, California license plate What I'm passing y'all in Take that to the chin Laid back 'less it come to it then Then shit could get spicy Ain't shit sweet 'cause the light skin I don't take shit lightly Curve a 10 if she like me, but can't entertain the psyche No time for a bae I'm too busy getting hyphee Two full time jobs When the fuck does he rest Never when you on ten T'd up like titlest, on my friends I'm in this shit till the end I'm Gilmore with the drive The Fillmore's on my mind, yeah I'm still sore from the heavy lifting that I've had to do But it's fine How many legs I got up on 'em Shit resembling a whole centipede Worry one side with the competition I been residing where the rent is free I got brothers and I got acquaintances That's why nobody is a friend to me Fam roots deeper than an evergreen Clear us and them got a separate creed by any means I'm a step past seeding I'm in the cut with the gang gang Damn y'all can't stop the bleeding Them premonitions brought it all to life for me For years I foreseen it Stopped asking, had to let it be 'Cause it all happens for a reason Someone left the door ajar Now I'm here to stay Tell me who the fuck gonna face the music More brick laying, less screen time Been cutting back on the daily usage Long road for the road dogs But the whip miles from a soap box Got BKTs on this bitch So everybody getting rolled on, yeah