25 & Whyln

If I don't get it dog it's suicide So fuck that chill shit y'all, it's do or die Fuck you doin' living life like you got two of 'em Ain't no do-overs On some nights I fight myself like there was two of us But it's only me, but that's all we need Flowing over beats, till we overseas Was undiscovered in the suburbs somewhere smoking weed Maui from the deep, yeah Made it to V.I.P. with no I.D Ain't had a mentor either, ain't had a No I.D And y'all got no idea, times were dire, my mom was tired At times I feared I'd never find it here Truth be told I had to find a mirror See when I found myself, I found eternal wealth Now in turn, closing chapters and turning pages Really touching paper Everybody know I body flows, a verse cost an arm and a leg This is my karma again, I'm talking to God once again Grew up from boys to be men, now we all at war on The Ends I was at war ever since, I was a boy that was sent Contraband, exchanging hands Damn young nigga feed the fam now Might pull your bitch off the Gram now I'm going postal, don't need a stamp or a handout Yeah, they say that I act like the man, it's a fact I'm the man now Yeah, ain't gotta act like the man, it's a fact I'm the man Airing out the AirBnB, 'cause we ain't 'posed to smoke there I was gonna hit the club but I'm antisocial So I made some calls and had the hoes come over, yeah I want porches, rovers, mansions, islands For the cash, resort to violence, I'm 25 and whyln I'm with your wife, she at the crib so much She got the password for the wireless We been connected for a while, I guess I guess I make her smile and shit, yeah, ayy She act like she innocent, I swear that she into sin Yeah, she gwan' like she industry, yeah, yeah Sometimes I stare at the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing I hit the blunt in the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing I count 'em, stacking up, mirror, love what I'm seeing I fuck yo bitch in the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing Sometimes I stare at the mirror, just cause I love what I'm seeing I hit the blunt in the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing I count 'em, stacking up, mirror, love what I'm seeing I fuck yo bitch in the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing Sometimes I stare at the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing I hit the blunt in the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing Sometimes I stare at the mirror, just 'cause I love what I'm seeing I see myself and my demons, we have one hell of a meeting I hit the blunt and inhale, in the middle of hell what I'm breathing Sometimes I stare at the ceiling and pray for a million Sometimes I look to the sky like there's answers there Sometimes I look passed the clouds for my ancestors But that's just backwood smoke, that's just cancer there If I can't see clear how will eye? If I can't see clear If they don't fight fair why will I? I wield mine like Jedi Or Jet L-i, flight red eye, eyes red eye, left my visor Y'all advisors need advice and have my vice is no advice Ho-ho, yeah Oh yes, oh yes, let's recap shall we? He wow'd you once, he just wow'd you again Will he wow you a third time? (hehehe) I guess you're gonna have to find out next time On King and Sufferin, sneak preview though He's gonna wow you a third time Can't come with me this time You can't come with me this time! Can't come with me this time, not this time You cannot! Can't come with me this time Can't come with me this time, not this time Relax, relax, relax (I ain't famous) Pull up, pop up, pick up, pack up, make up (I might snap) Had no backup but I had to double back to hit the block up (Might get dangerous) Got it popping on the low but that's all you need to know (I ain't famous) All you really need to know is when I leave you need to go (I might snap) I told my ting I don't like labels, why these people want to sign me? (Might get dangerous) I took a chance now I'm a rapper, controversial like the nineties (I ain't famous) If you're coming for me, you know I'm coming from where niggas known for nothin' I'ma kill for mine to feed the fam, call that war and buffet Getting paid nigga, Warren Buffett Let it read I tried Before I leave, before I leave I bleed, I cry I was just a student Now you look like food and yeah Hunger got me moving Hunger got me moving Hunger got me moving I might start a movement, like Tha Carter 2 I feel the frost, it's winter, hop off the porch Come back in a Porsche waving the torch Blowing smoke out the compound with the cartel White girl riding shotgun if the cops come Strive, I sit back and I pop one Flow like making out with a shotgun Mark my words until the shots come I'll probably hit a wall before the stop button I told Jay fuck with his day job By that night we were in Hollywood I be knowing that they be hating on me Low-key, true say though it's high-key Know they hating, no they don't like me But they gon' wheel it like they were biking I recite and then they bite it Told my ting when I touchdown I'ma spike Smoking at the party 'cause I'm anxious Can't let my guard down 'cause its dangerous If I don't see the angles it is angels Rest in peace, they're hungry and they are angered Don't sip no Jäger, I'm sober, voice on my shoulder, remember They were killing all summer, won't see the sun in November Won't see your seed in December, missing your presence They say the presence a gift