October (PS32) (feat. CloudyNotes)
Rapper's mad, cuz a nigga done packed his bags and I'm heading for platinum plaques
Niggas mad, cuz a nigga done murdered tracks and I'm winning and spitting fax
I do immaculate shit
See the rapping a nigga done mastered this shit
Every beat is a victim
And everyone's rankings? A nigga done scattered the shit
I got a great team
I'm finna make cream
That shit is obvious
This shit is my dream
Since I was thirteen
I took it serious
I'm on a roll like a caravan
Just put a goat as my diagram
Boy you an L I'm a G
So don't get your letters mixed up like an anagram
Nigga
See bands is the main thing
Since a kid I was destined for great things
These niggas jonesing like K.C. but I'm balling that's why I got 8 rings
My life a movie and this is a great scene
But a nigga still stay mean
Mind is too sharp cuz a nigga don't take lean
Nigga I'm tryna stay clean
Bands getting, a lil nigga done transcended
And now I'm in my bag innit
Gang winning, bro my flow got the gang swimming
Tryna make me a stack with it
No kidding, bro my mama said go get it
You just capping with no fitted
Flow killing, fuck with me get your soul lifted
Bro my lyrics is so wicked
Yo
Kobilou and I'm on the scene
Thought you was better? It was all a dream
Heart of gold but I want the green
Everybody's fave tryna join the team
Flow nice but I'm hella mean
Shorty talk dirty but the pipe clean
My dad a goat so it's in my genes
If you look at me, then you sightseeing
Showing out, niggas all plain
Your on days are my off days
Tryna get me on y'all wave
But I'm too big for a small lane
Too smart bro I'm all brain
Too sharp bro I cause pain
Too hard and you're all lame
Play and get ripped like some balmains
I'm in the game with G's
Bro y'all are a pain to see
These niggas is lame
Best is a shame to me
I'm who niggas came to see
I'm killing game
I'm on the road to fame
Your kids gon be screaming my name
Bro that is the aim
Don't need the gold and chains
Got ice running in my veins
And I'm calling game
All of my opps are less (uh)
I got what they call finesse
I make the opps depressed
The issue they can't address (uh)
Me and my boys are next
We winning and all progress
They hate cuz they all been dead
Who killing shit y'all can guess
Damn