I might rap, I might sing
I do fashion, I might bling
I like cash, I'm a king
Not like you I do my ting
You might cap, you might cling
You do rap, it ain't clean
I got fans, you got no p's
Not like you I do my ting
I'm in my bag
You know that I'm Nevrrated, and I never lack
I cannot hang with fakes and Paigons
Only catch me with the gang
They sling me the beats, and I catch them all like Ash
They trash but think they the man
Come on bro, you ain't that
But we ain't clear yet
I'm still working them late shifts fuck
I'm stuck pouring beers yeah
I'm working hard I'm getting near yeah
It's like crypto in here
They just keep seeing that Nori coin
Go up and up, I think it's my year
I get my bag then I Dissa
Point the man that wanna see me lose
And the ones that don't rate me
Step Osiris I know they see the shoes
So it's hard not to stay clean
In the dance and they play my tunes
Clothes on runway they see the shoot
In the magazine I'm looking cute
In many lanes I can pick and choose
I stay scheming
I ain't feinding
New York and London the same weekend
Real leather loafers they ain't creasing
They'll never know but the pains deep, and
I'm in my spot and I ain't leaving
It's made for me
They left the throne coz they ain't beaming
Now I'm Bakk in my Seat like I'm 8SZN
(In my backpack)
I might rap, I might sing
(You can't match that)
I do fashion, I might bling
(Militant mind can't scrap man)
I like cash, I'm a king
Not like you I do my ting
(Said bro are we billing it)
You might cap, you might cling
(No red bull but we straight winging it)
You do rap, it ain't clean
(Your last chance less get to the scrimmages)
I got fans, you got no ps
(Killys around we walking our pilgrimage)
Not like you I do my ting
They say, how you do it so fresh so clean?
Don't u know it's built into my system
Grin teeth when they hate, they don't know I got wisdoms
Best from Gujarat to Kingston
I feel like the man now
Elevate everyday with the rhyme
And That's hands down
Big 8 either gripping a pen
Or a splee when the gang round
Wait they more like my fam now
It's all long for these dickheads
It's all long not here for the Passa
Cold heart I don't really do regrets
Best know she can't step in mi casa
My Zoobz fry off his head like Crisco
Their Shubz come like my Yr6 disco
Dotwav STARGO set the margin
And Kush built our golden gate like Frisco
It's golden
Seen the toad take a sip of my potion
Manifest then I put in motion
I'm like Len let me see your devotion
More fish in the sea
To keep me company
But fuck searching up all of the oceans
Concentrated can't dilute emotions
Put my energy into my poems
Don't give me back chat
You can't gaslight the kid
Breaking down fat packs
Simple drip Plane-Jane on my wrist
Came with a mad man
You know me and twin the same no Kiz
Told Nori I'll pattern that
Span it back same day
Best know I don't miss
It's 8