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In present time, they sayin' that I'm the next nigga
The way I rhyme, they sayin' that I'm the next Jigga
With my lines, I strike 'em out, yes, pitcher
Just tryna climb with Tommy, only if he'll figure
Check it, I got senses like Maguire though
Bug 'em out daily, man, of course I meant the spider, yo
Insomniac poet, huh, never tired, bro
Always got my foot on the gas, brakes for the tire, bro, huh
Switch the flow up, some niggas slower than tow trucks
It's funny how they wait 'til you make it to wanna show up
I never dropped the ball, I just matured to grow some
A pure New Yorker at heart, I still eat cold cuts
I'm a brown character, call me Othello
Tryna feed my loved ones with the green, ain't talkin' Jello
Y'all hear the jazz? I'm one with the blues, I'm always mellow
Lucky number seven, shoots lights out, I feel like Melo
Let me slow down for a minute
I wanna hold 'em all down with my spinach
When chicken make 'em pop eyes out, I grab a skillet
And if haters want beef, pay them Five Guys a visit, facts
I said, let me slow down for a minute
I wanna hold 'em all down with my spinach
When chicken make 'em pop eyes out, I grab a skillet
And if haters want beef, pay them Five Guys a visit
Never had a limit, all I know is upgrade
For those a-fraid, I know they'll go a-stray
Down a one way road, might be the one they rode
Yo, some be fakin' the oath, matter fact, on that note
Don't break the code, if it even still exist
Wanna prove me different? Go ahead, if you insist
'Cause the way I see it, some rebel for nothin', why resist?
Well, get this, it may be in fear of bein' dismissed, facts
Same ones who quick to show off be quicker to bicker
That's why you gotta move in silence, to better your inner
Lucid pen, vivid mind, that's how letters get thicker, huh
Make it swish, flick of the wrist, I'm pick of the litter, uh
I don't ever follow trends, I broke outta the quota
Be proud of your skin, I'm embracin' my cola