Good Evening (Remix)

 

I kick back

Think about a dream

Real Rap

Hear somethin you can stream

Another story of a kid tryna make it out

Nothing different he just tryna fill a bank account

Biggest ups to the haters man you make me work

Shakin off all the critics with a mental twerk

Bein first

The only thing on my mind

Weapon of my choice

Pen and paper and a couple lines

Sickest rhymes

Reminiscin on the past times

Never mind hand it over cause the crowns mine

Put my parents on a beach watch there sun shine

Love life every day and youll be fine

Still young

Ive got a lot to live for

Like ridin in a benz and a big tour

See the views all the beaches hit the main stores

Decked out in Versace with the Michael Kors

Get home see the fam know they livin good

Pops cookin on the stove just the way he would

I Dream big theres no other way to do it

Finish line ribbon I'm the first to run through it

Underground artist tryna earn my respect

Will i make it will i not

You can go and place your bets

 

 

Yeah,

Kill a track but thats just another day

Lost in the music but im thinkin that ill stay

i dont ever wanna leave

im feeling like im home

considering the fact i always like to be alone

smokin skeletons and bones

be wary of the throne

until the day my names engraved directly on a stone

never worried bout it though

i want to rest in peace

bring a hate to a show

let em get a front seat

feel the beat on my feet

make me wanna do the dance

do the dougie cause they love me but dont ever get a chance

a little rude

shit

think you caught me in a mood

bugs bunny raps all i hear are looney tunes

great news when i hear all the rumors bout cole

instead of dropping albumbs

he went and dropped his soul

thats what the game needs

just a little more truth

legends never die im the rookie babe ruth

wussup