I could be the best at nobody expensive
I don't need you niggas hate
model my shit after ace
prodigal with giving game
I say that's a fair exchange
walk about it like my idol
fuck a idol conversation
mind the business that pay you
soon you might realize
homie this shit is real life
know I hate feel like I'm a preacher for hire
stillI deserve a peace prize all off of my insights tryna ball like a fist fight
scribble thoughts in the blue light
they used to laugh at me
practice don't make perfect
when you on the road to mastery
the only habit worth having is perfect practice get the F up
I think DMV when they say I'm next up consume too much negativity on the web
my curiosity fed by bitches that over share
and stupid niggas that swear they know
what's best for the race
really they just scared
you gonna see'em for what they ain't
and I'd like to say for the part that I played in it not my favorite
needed some de-tangling
sit wit my feet dangling
over the Irish plains
seems dangerous
what if I take the leap
how we gone pay in the future
what if it ain't cheap
why ain't nobody shook
man I hope it just ain't me
what if they can't see
that's more scary to think
that nothing common bout my sense
but my sense made dollars
just had to vent
now we back to basics
moldy basements and god level flows
I'm Siddharta wit a 24 karat gold
open face grill on pull up
with that shit on
look at my opponent show my other side this the alchemy that synergy aye
this like pistol in the party over dilla beats
17-5 on wav file soliloquy
keep it 300 like king Leo or Hilary
must be kidding me
can't say it all with a mantra
some call it delusion or just a construct
same level as niggas but still star struck
bet a rack yo favorite get barred up
still it's all love even when niggas off they square
i wish you all luck luck
RTC bossed up, we never loss once