I don't need an introduction let's cut to the chase
Ain't shit change besides a little scruff on the face
I don't leave a single crumb there ain't enough on the plate
I should put a flood warning get your gutters replaced
The willpower of a reigning champ
I don't have an off season this more like training camp
Get the repetitions in watch the game enhance
I don't need your record deal or your lame advance
I stay solid like a block of cement
If I ever spit a trash ass verse that'd be a shocking event
That's like your landlord telling you they're dropping the rent
It ain't happening full potential you ain't tapping in
I went ahead and put away the weed and booze
I been staying on my Ps and Qs
See I don't really shoot the breeze with dudes
Hear the microwave music and it's cool
But I'm sick of eating freezer food
I guess the mission is a Michelin star
Let's make it shake like a homeless person begging for a tip in their jar
No fillers I ain't skipping a bar
Going back to when I use to freestyle I'd sit in the car remember?
Classic shit this is craftsmanship it's a glory road wait til the traffic hit
You thought it appeared overnight this ain't a magic trick
I'm talking way way back with Nick
We use to burn CD's like trees we would slang em in the dorm room
Tryna pitch the music like ideas in a board room
Ain't nobody listen but I knew I'd flip the score soon
They sleeping barely get up before noon you kidding me?
How you sitting idle let the cash flow stop
Add a little flavor that's Tabasco sauce
Throwing out lines like a Bass Pro Shop
Go and keep it coming know that mans don't stop
I been going hard since dreams and nightmares
Feel it's in reach see my dreams are right there
Shit I sacrificed wasn't cheap or priced fair
Reaching new heights in this life and I ain't scared
To take this motherfucker where I need it to go
Keep dropping it's like a heavy season of snow
They keep watching I ain't got a reason to slow down
Intentions loud and clear I ain't speaking in code
I had a head full of brain fog heart full of hate
Off the trauma that I faced cut through me like chainsaw
I was lost then I came back I'm a trained dog
Still here putting up shots check the game log
1 for the money 2 for the show
Came back hungry 200 flows
Filling up the venues like 200 rows
Bring it back and double it 200 more
Made it this far off of talking the truth
Aye somebody tell Flex I'll drop a bomb in the booth
That's a layup watch me put the ball in the hoop
So much weight on my shoulders need to call a masseuse
They only in it for a quick check go and get your quick sec of fame
Til the wave pass then you sitting shipwreck
Ima put the music on my life that's a big bet
Type of flow to turn your head leave you with a stiff neck
December weather cold this a spectacle homie
Pack a full house ain't talking Danny Jessie and Joey
Leave a footprint like walking when it's wet and it's snowy
Ima be here for a while start getting to know me
Motherfucker