I woke up

Put the phone down, put the mic up

Said the first thing that came to mindI like I don′t write much, that's a lie we all know it

Making beats, doing it so I could show my people that I′m growing

I don't cry much

I love my people when I'm in their presence

Nothing like community, I don′t lie much

That′s the present gift, I'm unwrapping

I′m unlearning, trip

Jazz cigarettes I'm never done burning

I get the one turning

Start a new chapter, and that′s a testament

A little lesson for the rest of them

Running off an old model, trying to get some new results

Unfollow, slow flower, a go getter

Never been a no shower

Set this verse with my eyes closed

Smell the scent in my nose

I don't practice I rehearse it at the live show

A young miles, but what do I know?

I don′t know much

I go through a lot

And I ain't blowing up the spot

To throw it all away, you got to know what you got

A lotta secrets that escape me

Livin' up to my potential where it takes me

We all scare of the top, we all scared if we flop

We won′t be riding these breakbeats like H-Street

I need a lease for the next ten, feel like I′m destined

Need a bird as my best friend

I buy the book so I could follow the plot

It's not a follow-up to Weather Or Not

This its own shit

Pistol grip pump with the chrome grip

A lotta people tripping

I tell ′em don't slip

I tell ′em don't get shot

I tell ′em Freestyle Fellowship, "Bullies Off The Block"

The streets are watching and they hot

Watch what you say

The jealous watch when you drop

I don't know much

I don't know much

(I think we got a great new idea)

(So usually articulate, pave with interest)

(And it′s always generated by communties)

Great matter