Alright check it, the ice melting real slow
Trying to cop my method on the down low
Spring in the step, got them budding like April
Every day I wake up I'm so damn grateful
I'm a big boy, on the weight scale
Indian time, on the way still
Like grey scale hit them with a sick flow
Too smooth with the mood, I'm blue
Indigo, the biceps flex like a big bow
I make trends like treads up in fresh snow
I got a Groupon saving me my cash flow
But that that is another two hundred when I pass go
Tabasco, I might throw on I'm a little too spicy
If you handle this heat, then you will like me
Then you might be, my next wifey
Then we can travel this world moving high speed
Well I'm chilling with Ogimaa in the ceno rolling highly
Crickey, wait that is the wrong aborigine
Creator must have used the same old recipe
I feel a bit off still, I'm awfully awkward
Have the words that I choose, I bit a little bit off first
Aint one for the gold, I'm still rocking the coppers
Around the wrist and the neck chain
So sacred when the dallies hang
4 Ways took a full stop
Full send that shit, I might go pop
Pop off, I might as well or I'm a go broke
Hit the nail on the head, I'm a go pro
All ways, we're cracking it like a cold case
Release the kraken, clashing with the old way
Son of a bitch, the doc called me a beast
Uh waiting for the sound, there's a titan in these streets
I'm back at it attack open up uber eats
Something fresh, you can bag it like its potpourri
I ain't timid in this moment that's the old me
Water under the bridge, another way to troll me
Step into this path, automatic with the maphack
Might as well drop the mic
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