Untitled Song

Deep in me there's no such thing as letting up

I got no time for the all the fake and the petty love

The squad is tight and the personel is real enough

I've had the greatest advice for all my life, suck it up

Walking through the city with my shades on, no days off

Longboarding back and forth for the best check, I'm paid mom

Got the place wrecked

 

I've never been the type for talking shit

Just wanted to show the crowd that I can walk and spit

Fire flames off the dome, or some of that flawless writt-

en and bitch, just follow the rest

After hearing the bars they all quit

And yes, maybe I have been riding too hard in the whip

And yes, the semester started so I cop the fall type of zip

And smoke till I'm sick

 

And I'll be damned to hear you speak and see me trust in these words

I don't do too well to entertain these bees with no birds

Got ashes all over my shirt

Started off as green now its dirt

Stabbed in the back so much

I'm immune to pain, so no hurt

Made a stop before hitting the studio

I needed some tree in me first