Writer's block
It's a street full of rappers
Cause I could never stop filling sheets
Like my bladder
Kinda leaky
Seedy type sneaks
Be abundant
Like Fungus
Greedy lil freaks
Keep me running
Til my fat ass turn to nothing
Stunting
Keep on leaving
Repercussions
I been dusting my grandpa house
Make it a studio or something
If she a groupie
Hoe just bluffin
Earning Croutons
Yeah I'm trustin
I ain't end up like I'm Caesar
Drinking Brewtus's with my cousins
We doing shit
These dudes doesn't
Hope it's lucrative
When I'm Cussing
Bout Stupid shit
These Zoo kids did
My dogs and I just Stay Ugly
They don't know wassup
Cause we bout to blow up
Keep them haters out my circle cause they get no trust
Everybody can't go
All I need is my family and the real ones
Cause I know that they got me, they got me
They don't know wassup
Cause we bout to blow up
Keep them haters out my circle cause they get no trust
Everybody can't go
All I need is my family and the real ones
Cause I know that they got me, they got me
Still I'm ugly and stupid
Money make ruthless people
Bow and bootlick but
What would you do if your family needed food
Daughter need some medicine and
She can't leave her room
Tryna be like Edison
But I just play the fool
Spitting into edison
Til my label bloom
June already slipping
In July I'm 22
Ain't even earn a grip
Been 4 years in the booth
Am I wasting my time?
Everybody that hear always say I shine
Late into night I stay on my grind
Maybe not to bright
But I got lines
I ain't time for wasting
Unless it's in the studio
In my brother basement
Or with my Fam
My friends dog
I'm aching
To be one they can depend on
Breadchasin
Til I got enough
Or my body vacant