I'm focused That's the prognosis I love hood b**hes in small doses Local chickens be like "he so sk**ed" But I ain't paying these birds bills I ain't T-Mobile Conceited, chill with the richest and the rejects Kinda like a Jesus So I'm feeling like we blessed I been getting weeded on the scene Yes ! n***as not as talented as me, seems to seem Vex ! Hold my favs' to the highest standards But none held higher than I hold myself So when I'm done they'll be comparing me to no one else f** you if you f** with me I feel like you can go to hell Gon' prevail, making dope art But the boy is gonna sell I was slept on young like Basquiat But am I gonna die early? don't ask me that I be f**ing these b**hes bumping acid rap And as for that I got my nut then I had to nap And after the fact I woke up then I happened to rap Conceited, chill with the richest an the rejects Lemme show you what the peak is They ain't ever gon' beat this Been lapping n***as like the Preakness so peep this, woah Got a hipster chick and she dip low I do like her hips just roll Tell her let's go get to the XO, want me hit it professional?/ I guess so Unorthodox with a fresh flow Un-orthodontist flawed and pompous Quick to the respond the nonsense Like a thirst trap to Charles Bronson with less conscious k**in' it but making it riveting
In this interesting predicament The people aren't pillaging They still k**ing our citizens Where's home? The one don't condone no drone There's literally so much bullsh** politically How come, we content with the outcome? It's probably the profits from the talcum We do it too ourselves look who k**ed Malcolm To address all this sh** I'll need a whole album To encore start riots an rile on and pile on We tried and got dial tone So how long we gon' take this sh** ? Oh you surprised? Save it b**h Shoulda savored it! I'm vapor sick And the n***as on top wack so I payed for it Switched from the savior to Vader Murdering neighbors for paper If my b**h wildin' I'mma have to replace her Hood chick, not too much places I can take her So I smoke my Laker That alerts me too danger b**h full figured while I be that n***a Only f** with Smiths fans cause them b**hes die witcha Get a wifey like SZA Who's rise will coincide and open eyes Hypnotize everyone from Inglewood to the 'Stuy Don't plan on dying in the hood little guy I'm out of my mind on this island of mind Personality got divide by design Even if one dies still not outta my prime Oh yo, there is certain things that I don't know Got too much pride and I won't show Like fear of the so-so That's a no-no like a ho that won't blow