While they Rapping like they really seen

Fiscal success off of fish scale

Pockets healthy all this green will make your piss smell

Taking bitches in the biblical like Ishmael

I'm #1 & that don't raise debate (the bait) like it don't fish well

I know pain sells

But use some brain sells

You don't have to rap bout hypothetical cocaine sales

Cause it's more to life

You can level up & raise hell

Or you just gon take the same L

Like a picky smoker

Blue Jays, white socks, Sammy Sosa

I don't leave her with a ring I get a coaster

And if you & your cabinet try me and think you having it then I'll be dropping bread all on The counter like I'm picking up a heavy toaster

She trying play a game of cat and mouse, she think she a Boss Bitch, I stay ahead of it Like "Doja" (Cat)

& Even if it's traffic in the lane I get by you with the shoulder I be driving like Luis Scola

The weeds potent, no brakes I just keep rolling

You know you can't play me, baby, for this game you need tokens

I'm the type of pitcher they don't swing at when he throwing

Eenie Meenie Miny Moe

I land her (Islander) like a Samoan

Now she spamming because she say she feel abandoned, she don't like the way we Split like when you slip on a banana

She don't get that non-committed is my standard, solo ticket to go kick it by the pool in a Cabana eating salmon

And I know it takes a big man to apologize, but I do it so much I feel common size

I'm still sending shots through the air on some Tuesday morning columbine

Additionally, I know when I cross a line

Right before I do it

I ain't open to Sunday Service like Truett (founder of Chick-Fil-A)

I done been to hell & no one helped me through it

Used to be a bitch, I'd be little and belittle those around me, I done had a bad habit and Outgrew it

Now I stand tall, when the little man fall, I'm the one that pick his spirit up like it ain't Nothing to it

At least I be trying to, Brodie I'd be lying to you if I said I never had a shot & went and Blew it

And that's real