I said I'm gonna get my bag lil bitch but first lemme talk my shit
I came from a cold dark world
Not talking the piss
But I don't got scars on my wrist
Right now man I want that buss down
Plain Jane by the time I'm rich
I wanna give my day 1s bands
And give mumsy endless whips
So on the side man I trap them sticks
Thats why I don't take too many pics
Still on the grind with a nine-to-five
Two more years and I'm gonna just lift
Weight got gone
Like my mind I sink in abyss
Punching cones like a boxing bag
Like mike wid a fucking bib
Or tai wid a fucking shoe
Rock his world like mj did
I don't wanna speak on my performance
Coz the devils listening
Piece of my mind got drawn to the side
Like corn on the cob or a piece of pie
But I don't take that as a sign
I just stick to the goal and rhyme
Stick to the goal and rhyme
Stick to the goal like the post was Velcro
Just like sketchers strap to the side
I don't rock sketchers
More like huarache still got a strap to the side oh my
I spent two years just wasting time
I should get smacked in the mouth
For that coz kals stuck doin time
Can't rewind so I'm gonna fast forward
I don't wanna sesh if ya auras borin
Likes nemzz can't hate elevate
To a higher state of pure importance
Then we float til the early mornin
XReight and the motors roaring
My GQs stuck just snoring
Diffs all fucked so I'm stuck exploring
Fuck it
Oi ump that's ball matter fact ur a muppet
He wrapped him up and punk just dropped it
A current affair might want a interview with me coz your girl done slopped it
I never seen a girl so mad cop her last nang then she fuckinh popped it
But her favourite song was on
So She fucking grabbed her bong
And she fucking bopped it
No lie she was outta her mind
For wanting me
Imma wanted man
I cant explain my plan
But let's just say I'm take what's mine in demand
I don't wanna talk bout a set life system
Fucks my vision damn
I'm looking around and I'm seeing a mess so I'll do what I want
Imma do what I can