Letras
Grab the notebooks, I'm just trying to fill them in
Got plans, I pencil in
Crack a pack of gum and they all run a pack of gum
Must have been cinnamon
Better get the insulin, and I'm hotter than him
I got an attitude, they can't fly at this altitude
Shut the fuck up and let the feelings start guiding you
Look at what this shit has gotten to
I'm paranoid, the pics are fire when they point the Polaroid
I'm an iPhone amongst a bunch of androids
Like iOS, I touch the screen
I save the scene, rip 32, then reload
16 gigabytes, they steal my samples and my sound bites
Shit, I, I just keep it moving
I have a fear of losing
That's why I'm like the Black Mamba when I get to shooting
I'm the teacher, let me get to schooling
Living life outside a box
Got a 12-gauge and an AK with 75 shots
I pick a pen like Peter picked a pepper
I got to writing, became one of the best rappers
They lacking, I'm pistol packing
And my trailer's trapping, never lacking
I get shit cracking like a Kraken
I see the bullshit above me
I stay on the radar, low-key doing me
Kick back and I hate that
Grab the GAT bus back
Sometimes you just gotta smile back
Fuck all that, I'm just trying to make bank
I'm sitting on a lake, playing this tape with the sunset
Thinking about the beautiful lessons and blessings
I've been taught, this is what's been taught
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