shot by bloodworth edited by wstdyth


steppin outside the crib
im gonna light a spliff
icarus flying, im lit
still gettin green like the grinch
i feel em starin at me
i do it carelessly
who are u scared to be?
honestly
he just a wannabe
they aint on par with me
poetry on the jeans
junya watanabe
number nine on my feet
even my closet weeps
smoking up all this weed
hop in the car it reeks
up in the stars at least
lurking beyond the trees
im boutta charge the beast
only my sword in hand, i got no armor chinks
i hear a symphony
i only sing from the heart
i gotta cut to the chase
im off this shit gettin smart, im using all of my brain
she give me brain
im working hard with no effort
droppin a tab with no tester
im on the grind in the desert, waiting for rain
so underground like hussein
i got the pounds like UK
im with my hounds with my K9s
we boutta blow like a landmine
im calling it like a landline
burning some candles
play with this shit like a sandbox
cant be themselves, they just pander
i feel like joe i cant stand yall

memories come and go
stored in my camera roll
im with the ebb and the flow
filling my head with the smoke
i like enchanted clothes
thats what im in head to toe
miharas melt with the snow
it comes to me when i let go
she said she like my cologne
making this bread on my phone
i put my faith in the flow

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