Scientific with the flows

Hieroglyphics when I scroll

Hella gifted and they know it

I’m a problem around the city

Who gone solve it? Let me know

Make a scene and strike a pose

Y’all gone see it when I post

Making bands but I ain’t Diddy

Preparation money

Feel a celebration coming

Got it out the basement when they never thought this rap shit would amount to nothing

Aint no hesitation when they pass it to me

Aint no need for reservations cause it’s me who’s cooking

The best food, the best view that we overlooking

I’m the one that they was overlooking

They moving shady with they records and they eyes crooked

Writing daily for these shows, I feel like Trevor Noah

I made Max Payne and now I feel a bit heroic

Leather coat and coated lungs just to spark my serotonin

That was back when I was still sneaking Sarah over

Young Casanova, keep the cash rolling

I hit the ground running, keep the car running, I keep the gas potent, she got that ass poking, Shawty outspoken

I feel like everybody want a piece of me instead of having peace with me and still I’m moving peacefully

The attitude is Basquiat recently, the moneys coming frequently, I mastered my frequency

Pain always paints a better picture

Cloudy skies describe my mood

I take it higher than expected

Started meshing with the masters

I’m supplying what she asked for

I might put her on the task force

Triple threes might get it tatted

Symbolize my synchronicity, it’s hard to dumb it down

Stroke of genius I’m displaying got them showing sensitivity

They decaying, and it shows now

Used to pray for shows, but now I’m saying no to shows now

Activate my aura walking with this sort of glow now

Always represent, but Mama now I got to show out

But you can’t fuck with everybody yeah that’s why it’s called exclusive

The introverted extrovert, I rather be seclusive

She just rather be exclusive

She a thought, she too intrusive

I make her cum before I come to my conclusion

 

It’s bound to happen, you can’t clock it

Know that’s shit timing

Who tampered with my moral compass ? I been misguided

No, I ain’t tripping off no shot that I done missed, I been forced to sit look at the time that I been bench riding

After a while you can’t complain, just got to be a solider

That let me know it’s just a game, I thought I needed closure

Back on the east remember Bri was trying to sneak me over

I guess the highs could bring you even lower, like shit

Do I make mistakes ? Sure, I do

Do I ever fall up on my face ? Sure, I do

I been in the war too, uh

Haunted by some shit, I can ignore it

Now my demons, they come see me every morning

Hit my **** while I’m touring like this shit a movie

I know that shit gone hit his soul because he living through me

You **** give relaxed vibes but not I, I ain’t never that tired cause lord willing I don’t ever backslide