Shark Fin

And I'm back saran wrappin'

Off to Boston, Jack Nichols on a package

Do not panic, Billy Costigan on Xanax

So draw that curtain and fill that mattress

My car's German, but my heart's French

A mousse bouche was a bisque of a shark's fin

Dark rim glasses on my lawyer look like Clark Kent

Nine left, but he wants ten

Look, I don't miss my flow, uh, is ten years

In the making, blood, sweat, tears to create it, uh

5 deep in the alley, first video, be skis in the valley, oh

And I love it, looking down to mine when they judging me

Wonder why I didn't blow like a bubble

I'm gonna double down my Spotify budget

Hotel for like six days of this coke tasting like mistakes

And I've been, I've been, I've been in the dark

In the deep, with the sharks and the thieves

23 in the district, a fist full of weed

Got my start in apartments

A dip to the east, every zip that was shipped felt like Christmas to me

Look, and once again, it's nine o'clock, but the FedEx opens at ten

I'm hoping to snow a land, a story that never ends

I'm toe-to-toe with a bag, the ghost of a Christmas past

From a gram to a pea, minivan to a C63

Rented Jeeps travel here to Tennessee

Ten apiece, headed E's, VPNs, USBs

In the end, when I wake up, I'm who I dreamt I would be

Uh, lately, uh, yes, play me, uh, yup, bet

But I know what I'm made of, grown in the home that I came from, uh

Born in a place where homes get invaded daily

You can come for me publicly, it won't fuck with my money

I'm from a jungle of junkies, I feel like nothing can touch me

I heard a rumor and laughed, I think I grew up too fast

You come from roofs with a view, and I come from sewers and rats

I heard a few of them asked, actually two's more exact, I let them go for it

Knowing I got no ghouls in my past, so let them talk

Let them creep, haven't lost any sleep In the end

I won't turn into who they want me to be

I thought it'd end when I'd saved enough to quit