I was 16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct

I was 16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct

What's a metaphor?

And does it matter anymore

I bought a paddleboard

To ride the avalanche like a wild animal, then do a battle roar

She saw the metamorphosis

Of a raw sinner in his fourth cinematic

Still it fall Enigmatic

That's a hard sword to swallow

And that's a hard form to follow

I'm underground like a Burrow

Only popping up when I wanna, so iconic

I wake up, vomit, then i'm hitting the chronic

The feeling borrowed, heh, I'm really hollow

I grab the bottle, probably see you tomorrow, what's up

I put the weed with the baccy

I pull the meal out the packet

I put the money in music, I wouldn't call it a hobby

More like a habit, I gotta have it

I either got it or gotta get it, and either way I'm running

Where's the balance

I was 16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct

I was 16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct

Rapping up the show, needing oxygen and spliff

A Hobbyist, whole body obviously ripped

This a War though, stepping over bodies in this shit

You ain't taught no, can't be I'm embodying this shit

What you thought bro? I was gonna offer you a hit?

I export those, tryna be less popular and quit

Perform, woah, Izzy, your so proper and legit

Born clothed, looking like I'm lit, true story

Morse code, sucking on my _, too horny

More stoned, this a rocky road tooth sore

She on my phone, nothing but Crossy road and huge storage

If you ain't my bitch then you don't need Root for me

Don't have a lot of manners

I smoke a lot of matter

Eat a lot of Macca's, yeah I seen a lot of patterns

I believe in gotta practice, nothing ever perfect though

Even Closer to 30, broke ever since

16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct

I was 16 tryna get my shit clean

Yeah the spliff green, call of duty, split-screen

What id do to skip class

I gotta do to spit mean

I'm up at six, huh

Swear that shit is instinct