Thurnis Haley Flow

Ayo Yeah, ayo Anybody know just put me on a beat and I'll wreck it This gon' really leave a big thumbs up on my record Add a Tyler beat to the list and just check it Have the whole game on crutches, senile and decrepit My road to the top is an express lane Steady grindin' in my own lane, just like the X Games I be feeling so much Spain without the S, pain And I ain't got that much else to explain On the way back home, I'll take the next train Fly her out to Santa Monica, take the next plane Blessings to the ones that keep me humble through this shit Trying not to act a fool, I think I'm goin' Ludacris When I throw the hooks and jabs, niggas know I'm no average Droppin' Burkins on the fam 'til the store got no baggage Still won't give a fuck when I'm 21, I'm all savage Don't be focusing on my plate, it's full, your boy can manage Different flows, that's how the rap game go Dropped "Saloon" and now I'm feeling like the rap Rango Your girl hit me up 'cause in the sheets, she wanna tango Back the machine, I'll be shooting rounds like I'm Rambo Uh, Mario Maker, I'm stacking them bricks Milly Rock through Times Square like I play for the Knicks Uh, change the flow up again Bars sick, gotta make sure I don't throw up again Bure then and now, y'all can peep the glow up again Like a time bomb, make my songs blow up again I'm cut different nigga, you just a infant, nigga Between me and you, it's quite the distance, nigga You don't know it, but that shit be gettin' real bigger Bad boy on the rocks like I'm Puffy and Jigga My girl a 10, she got the brains and she got the figure Spend a bag, told her it's whatever like I'm Digga Uh, my diamonds dance with the stars Push all the whips and the cars I just go for the kill like Thirty Seconds to Mars Paper, mic and a pen when I'm locked up behind bars It ain't easy being me, you can see by my scars Uh, dreams are made of this These the times I miss, living in pure bliss Order the New York strip at the Ruth's Chris Pull up in the Hellcat with the roof missing Giving thanks for the life that I got Been dreaming of this shit since I was a lil' tot I've been dreaming of this shit since mama was pushin' cot On the scene, never lackin' like a IG bot Check the temp, I'm hot My pen game on a hundo On that Dubai shit like Cactus Jack and the Huncho Be a leader in this shit, no cappin' that's the motto In my city, I'ma be what Drizzy is in Toronto That's on God See in Activision like I own COD Another day at the office 'cause I've been on job Your girl fiendin' how she grippin' my handle I carry Washingtons around, call Ms Pope for a scandal Hawk 'em with the red velvet, my clip on Kevin Huerter Snackin' on a burger while committing lyrical murder Like Stephen A barber, I push your wig back New Dior and Air Forces, yeah, I dig dat Metro Boomin, I might just shoot ya All I want is free bands like I'm signing with Future I create it 'cause the concept of the future kinda odd Kinda odd 'cause the landscape of my future kinda broad Just wanna dabble in the such Wanna get to the point where I'm not doin' too much Take my time with the shits, just don't get in a rush I'ma artist, no A Boogie, need some paint and a brush Look, 'cause I'm designing my world As the Prince, I'm decorating with the diamonds and pearls Sippin' OJ at the park with my Tylers and Earls Bumpin' "Flower Boy" and right beside is my Flower Girl Uh, I be snappin', I be floatin' Got some more shit to write, no time to get to gloatin' Killed the beat so man, I just feel like that guy I'll be bumpin' OF 'til the day that I die Gone