Scratch

Got to thank that i'm back

I'm feelin' like T-Pain

up in a red Cadillac

No shame baby

I've been gettin' lost on the track

But I need a nympho

Give me brain in the back

And relieve all the pain

So explain how i get my ego

from my ethos

Hit foes like a free throw

Hit shows like i'm Migos

Hoes know what i need most

Breathe deep when i get close

Freeze time like im Dio

Feelin' too fine

Dippin' out quick in the Rio

Clip out the blunt

And my boo got the reload

Whodunnit, how do we know?

Foos gunnin' for the free load

Wide eyed lookin' dummy

Like Greedo

Neck crank

But i blast like Solo

From the west to the poles

Dont stress

Or ima fill your chest full of coals

Leavin quiet in the night

With ya hoe hoe hoes

Hit the pipe

Full of home grown drow

And your bros don't know

How I drip so cold

Yeah rip and dip

How she blow when im blown

Own all my own shit

Sewn seeds

Ima breed three more 'fore i dip

4 score and 20 blunts in my whip

Double dippin' in a foreign

Got my number one girl by me

And my main side piece

Shawty got me tweakin for weeks

All my thick hoes

Got me weak in the knees

Geez

Not sneakin'

But i'm fiendin' for links

Said I like a mean hoe

Im a fiend for the kinks

Kind that wanna do coke

And get choked while i hit

From the back 'gainst the sink

Think

Never got time for a blink

Think its 'bout time for some

Time with a shrink

Think i need a shrine and a Sikh

Seekin' all the dimes and the freaks

I'm just a geek with some rhymes

And a beat

Trying to define all the laws

Of defeat

Who wanna spit bars

On a god damn feat?

Who want a new car for everyday of the week?

Look hard

'Til you catch an AK to the teeth

In the middle of the street

Broad daylight

Devil play the fiddle while your family weep

Prayin' to the heavens

Lord's soul to keep

But you reap what you sow

So you sold your peace

Didn't stand up

Are you jokin' me?

Cause you fold and crease

You need to man up if you want the keys

Put a band up

I don't work for free

Matter fact bitch

You work for me

Work 'til it's hurtin' please

Hurt 'til its worth the cheese

Earth and in heaven G

The grind never stoppin' me

Think im 'bout to cop a G

While you weak ass rappers

Tryin' to cop a plea

You can't see me hittin' low blows

Chill like i'm Johnny C.

And now your hoes pray to me

Like a Greek god

More like i'm Socrates

So

Nevermind my philosophies

Your time wasted

Look at what you're costin' me

I'm fostering

A new generation of hypocrisy

I'm nauseous

Fake bitches like a pox to me

Take a pause

Fill the gap like a apostrophies

The Greater walk tall

Like Apostle 3

So take caution

If you wanna hustle me