35th St Flows

I made a tape on corona to show you that I'm really sick with the raps Hawking and spitting right into your mask Into your ears with these intricate rhythms I spit over tracks Bitch I'm on Budlong and 35th writing inside of my homies new pad They've been housing me for a few months Can't wait till I pay em all back Cus they'll never know what I felt sleeping on this air mattress to stack up my cash It's gratitude over the shame Their sacrifice over my pain It's more than I ever could say, my life been so fucking insane It's a miracle I didn't break, I mean shit is still tough but I'm chasing my dream in the land of the greats Pac, Dot, I'm talking Los Angeles I'm talking LA Gave away all that I had for this shit So don't ever question what I've done for this game Don't question my love for this game, don't question the passion All of these rappers half-assing Slacking care more about fame than the money they make Woah ay I keep on hustling with flows that I know that they never could say woah ay I kill a fifth of that henny alone, that's my only mistake woah ay You and I, we not the same, you could never relate I pop an addy then club like a caddy then sing for a baddie the very same day Stupid Rockstar life I've liked since I was high schooling at that private institution Good ass student, shitty job, but the best at writing music Don't confuse it If we talking finances, mine are bullish Y'all are bullshit Wait while I'm catching my breath I smoke a stog every morning my lungs are a mess Andrei got blunts that'll put all you bitches to rest That's a testament to how we hustle, this struggle is more than just stress Really it's something so blessed, it's beautiful My life was tailor-made for studios not fucking cubicles All of my woadies on some pharmaceuticals I spend my money on this music, booze, and bougie hoes Who love me like some groupie hoes Powdered noses doing blow Louis V bags, what the fuck you think I do this for? Lamborghini trucks, Ben Franklin bucks, you know the usual Add to that the history we'd make, the irrefutable The fucking indisputable Goat of the generation Fuck your hate and all your hesitation Fuck your conversation no debating I got horns on my head like I'm fucking satan God on my side though I'm levitating On these beats I don't breathe off of medication Hyperventilating off a pill I'm only 21 get out my grill I was in Pittsburgh sipping liquor with all of my brodies who solid as steel Bitch I'm a wizard way I flip words and I pop all these bottles and seals Flow really militant like navy seal Adrenaline rushing my veins and my arteries This shit too easy it never was hard to me Finally realizing I am a prodigy Of Prodigy, wreaking Havoc, I've been Mobbing Deep Got The Infamous CD somewhere in a box To remind me that no one can talk to me R.I.P. to legends who shaped me like pottery With my talents I hit me the lottery Word to my momma she gave me these harmonies I'm a seoul city kid so I'm stubborn as shit Fremont kid so I'm hyphy I look you dead in the eye with no visine Bitch i'm a dog so u know that i'm feisty Doggin ur main i'm doggin ur side piece I get their numbers i don't do no ig Murdering instrumentals so indict me Carti and Jordin put you on a white tee I kept it real from the start I really been sharing my scars I never been scared of the dark cus that's most of my life, I can't tell it apart From all of the bright lights shining on me in the club I mix the vodka with bottles of bub' Life is more fun when I'm feeling fucked up Pass me the blunt like CP3 C3PO on my neck and my cleats Gold on my body like a PVC you can see it beam when I'm eating these Beats, eat it like its BCD Me, I'ma be on TV screens She gon be fuckin' me at meet and greets Cigarette or chanel? You gon CC me