Word up

I’m still trooping, gone some of the way

No shootings all summer hooray

What a luxury

Cooking up a soufflé

Proper slick, opposite of ace deuce trey

Fully equipped until your camp and clique can’t look away

I’m like night

Like day

Reps like yes way

Something for your hi fi

Bright side

Sci fi death ray

Admittedly I can’t call it

So it never calls me back

Greys Sports Almanac

I know what the future hold​

Cats be getting stoned like they're in looking at medusa mode

I value a bar over a bar of gold,

I spot a hoax and know the ropes of high and lows,

I never had an object of desire that I thought would pay attention if I only had some flyer clothes

Horse sense keep me on sched

Boy Sand, daddy long legs

When I do a show I’m always breaking a leg

But when I kick a flow I don’t be thinking ahead

I used to chew juicy fruit, big red, doublemint, winterfresh

I’m still in effect

Yep

I’m where right and left intersect

Know what cards left in the deck

My homey fight his own civil war every time he look at the doritos from the corner store

Used to also have bravos

Still got five ohs

YEAH YEAH

But now I see it with my eyes closed

You’re just a baby

Trust me young lady keep your thighs closed

If you likes you he’ll wait

If he don’t he’ll be like "see you later"

At least run some tests to try gather data

Put it in a spreadsheet,

Otherwise I promise you you're dead meat

I know the flesh weak but please don’t find him hidden when you go to hit him next week

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH