They say the best thing in life to be is
Underestimated
n#gg#s ain’t never had no way, we made one for ourself
The first lick that brought some band’s, was checkout straight at self
Running round, we was swiping down, anything that was nailed
To the wall like Jesus Christ, I ain’t feeling that for my health
The second lick, it was like poker, it depend on the cards we dealt
That’s the reason dropped out of school, it wasn’t prospering financial wealth
Except when I was getting giffy’s, bеfore the test was dеalt
I was probably making a band a week, before the ip got nailt
Two full decks, plus a tech, that foe’nem helped me stretch
They gone say that I move like a genius, once these apple bars on the net
No Dominique Wilkins, but I’m still fighting the ref
Told y’all on New Gold Rush, you can still get hit with a tech
My voice so vivid to her it’s getting her more than moist, she wet
We got our own anthem but this NewWave, not Dipset
This Momma’s Ti falcon nine, this ain’t no regular jet
Talkin’ one hit a knock you out, leave you not knowing where you at
The third lick was Caramelicious, it was so different independent
Couldn’t make no wrong decision’s, two n#gg#s thought they caught me slipping
On Heatin Up, told y’all bout the business, and how they handle consequences
These burb boys be too privileged, need to stop trying beef with villain’s
Better off going and getting a job
Clear as day, you can’t jugg or robb
Maybe somebody a see some in you
Better off than you just whipping windows
My next track might be named The Window
Forth lick hit it, it was pretty simple
Came through none region lock missile
Artillery locked so we gotta hit you
Remixed the first, that’s why it’s pretty simple
Tryin’ make sure the bars, don’t over miss em
Track2 on Track 2, that’s pretty pimping
Missing out on boos, from over simpin’
Heard you actin like you, Marge Simpson
Mr. Burns status I really, live it
Every single bar you gone feel it, till we can say we broke the ceiling’s
Go through the pain, than you do some healing
Being down bad a make you pillage
Sixth lick I hit, it was stock market
That was before we was forex plotting
I already told y’all Falcon nine
We ain’t doing the regular ride’s
I don’t even grow ’em one at a time
I’m hawking my goals, you straggle behind
Ion want change, you can keep all your dimes
Plot out your moves, and they’ll execute fine
Walk in the room, and you’ll smell none but pine
Another way to tell you, the weed is divine
Need you a strain, than hit up my line
n#gg#s might change, just a matter of time
Focus on gains, and bettering mines
Follow the route, and it’s all gone be fine
Seventh lick I hit, it was a new type of card game
Know what I’m talking bout, than you know the bar game
Flickin’ through the code, we was scanning at the Walgreens
250 large, to a n#gg# who defraud me
Making wrongs right, that’s the purpose that we all seek
I was up in Walmart, just scanning one deep
Using one dips, so it’s only one beep
You using three, that’s regular to me
Please don’t take it like it’s all games
Street’s ain’t fun, they done all changed
All they gone do is just, bring you pain
Major status, when it came to rain
Them perk’s be fake, don’t pop ’em maine
I’m just tryin’ show you, a better way
Follow my script for a better day, and I promise everything gone be okay
Wrote it in stone, ain’t no fadeaway
Ain’t too many problem’s right now, in my day to day
Find tranquility, whenever I lay away
Feeling like Neo, and this is my zinasty
Tryna run it, you might fail the street’s
First time out and you gettin’, deceased
Told you on Reel, gotta keep the heat
Don’t forget Corona, cartel sheesh
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