Yeah, coming from the rain to the wind, hahah
Alright, alright
I’m a creature of heaven
See my schedule is packed
But my blunts are the fattest
I barely even manage
I move to the middle
So I spread both ways
Little mid west flave with the north wert bay
I enjoy the noise, develop and destroy
Just a homie who deployed
To Chicago Illinois
And he hungry like a hippo
Killer like a black widow
Strong skin armadillo
Not the same, no dit do
I got green in my jar, no pickle
Take the rapper off the blunt
And I split it down the middle
I’m the riddler, where the fuck is 2 face
Step in gotham city with the urges to be tricky
When the situation sticky
And my back is in the corner
Damn I am up and coming
Not the former
Plus I’m hardly ever sober
Stay the super sonic
When they move to Oklahoma
Still smoking super chronic
City tattered on my shoulder
Bitch I wear it on my sleeve
I’m in the hot seat, now I got my own team
Putting all of you beneath
[Hook]
Got my mind made up don’t confuse me with the facts
Cause they call it opportunity, I’m thinking that I’ll pass
Tell them thank you for the offer,
Independent is my path
Tell them labels give me power
And a large amount of cash
I be good with what I have
Are you sure? Yeah I’m good with what I have
Make the treasure from the trash
Coming from the bottom where the rocks are
Now I’m such a rockstar
That be just a sidebar
Graduates sub bar, pulling out the big guns
Homie that is just a metaphor,
Never owned one
Open up the curtains as I’m plotting my diversion
I’m dealing with the burden, made me such a different person
I be clever with the verses and I’m positively murking
And I keep it on point
Real wicked but precision
Only thing that I’m regretting is my cigarette addiction
It’s a really bad decision, I really don’t suggest it
Got me rolling up the reefer tryina make myself forget it
And I’m higher than some helium
I gotta keep a premium
Large, not a medium
Obedient, but deviant
A lethal combination, demonstrating no remorse
Stacking power like a horse
Using necessary force
Putting numbers on the board
Better than I was before
Now my foot is in the door
Now I’m riding like a sport
Yeah my foot is in the door
Now I’m riding like a sport
[Hook]
Got my mind made up don’t confuse me with the facts
Cause they call it opportunity, I’m thinking that I’ll pass
Tell them thank you for the offer,
Independent is my path
Tell them labels give me power
And a large amount of cash
I be good with what I have
Are you sure? Yeah I’m good with what I have
Make the treasure from the trash.
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