Was 15, probably out macking

Red steel plated staircases, schooled this young rapper

Big capping, reenactments, some are jealous, some are fracturedSome′ll watch them dreams slip away, that's another chapter

Change occupations, more abrasive, wanna change this season

Bang harder, for a feature, soul Franklins like Aretha

Made me sick, how you snitch? Pussy purr like Eartha Kitt

Can′t determine if you think I'm ill, or you just riding dick

I Iceberg the exterior if I decide the fit

Had to pen the verse proper, so they can't deny the shit

Wrote these verses at my mommas house, I hope she fast asleep

Cause if she heard my music, no excuse to drag my feet

How it feel to be, a misery, a counselor for the creeps

The perception, how I′m watching horror movies every week

Can′t repell what's in my head, I jot in thought and form and speech

Some say it′s poetry, some say it's ESP

Read your mind, align your chi′s, and burn your negativity

Bumping Junior Reed, I harnessed mine, so who am I people please?

Cop fleece, cold winters, caught me like the CDC

Mp3s and the achieved Jesus Piece through DLC

I see too many, tryna pump you like it's creatine

I′mma keep it G, with my niggas, we don't flee the scene

Running up a tab shopping, only time I flee the scene

Watanabe on the track suit, you can't see the seams

Off the liquor, feeling 100 proof, big my self esteem

When the drinks is flowing, in the Juice, shawty slippery

Told me to just skirt off in the coupe, let me get the keys

Long as Rick, Owens on the boot, shawty look at me

Stepping for a second in a suit, check the drip on me

Wreckless for my section, they my dudes, they gon stick wit me

Hate is every color, every hue, got more shit to see

My good intentions

Gave through to severance

What′s the meaning of spoilin′ A tin man with foil?

So Let's call it even

Everyone′s keeping Secrets, for oiling

Have Ezekiel's wheels gone squeaky?

Blind to you niggas, Collie Buddz, we just raised the fiends

Skated on the ops, with a trick, we just reign Supreme

Flatbush on the top, your favorite rappers, still OK to me

They aint even wavy, (B)... they sneak into major leagues (And I)

Try to stay humble but I′m far too gone

When no liquors in ya cup and then your songs is on

Go to wars, we been scrapping, when it's on it′s on

My brilliance untapped, I backtracked, I'm feeling reborn

I grind harder in this gorgeous storm, exchange to Charles de Gaulle

I do fly shit, and my routine aint for all y'all

I aint have nothing, I evolved with no one involved

Envied all the ones who can afford to take the summer off

I′m a Brooklyn-nigga, aint no difference in us, we just are

Raised off Nostrand Ave, right next to a liquor sto′

My poppa playing Lady Saw, and the tree was Sycamore

Had to keep my eyes open, just in case, we hit the floor

Music on, platforms, sequins drawers, disco balls

This the sauce, get endorsed, buy up all the boulevard

We define the echelon

My good intentions

Gave through to severance

What's the meaning of spoilin′ A tin man with foil?

So Let's call it even

Everyone′s keeping

Secrets, for oiling

Have Ezekiel's wheels gone squeaky?