1Mo'

Ripping off these flows gets monotonous
I ain't never been preposterous
Get on my glow like phosphorus
Cause Imma make this music prosperous
I wanted to do this my whole life
Never been walking, always had strife
Never talk about it, but the pain is rife
Wish this people struggling wouldn't choose the knife
But I still pray for em doe
Always been ready to start from the word go
The Lord know that I been harping on the status quo
Cause it hit an all time low
No, I'm not a fan
Staying savvy cause I can
I don't know where you been picking this up, but it's coming up again
Yes, I go against the grain
That stuff never give me pain
Never staying in my lane
Over top of things like a crane arm
Eat up like it's chicken parm
Heat up like a smoke alarm
Glo up like I got the charm
Pull up like I got the form
Hold up like my music playing in your dorm
Stick up like my guns are getting warm
Let me take the jacket off now
My boys about to bring the swarm
No, my homies ain't the norm
Under pressure, we perform
We go hard to transform
We about to bring the storm
This the last time Imma warn
Sick of it never, I work through the weather
I pull on the lever, I get it together
My veins never sever, my pain in a letter
I always get better and no one can fetter
This music I make is my passion
And if you doubt that, then you doubting in fashion
Cause Imma show dedication to prove that I can make it
Never fake it, I don't wanna be remembered as forever understated
Forever overrated or forever unrelated
I'm fully motivated to never be devastated

I feel only the soul
Just wore out my new shoes
If that was funny to you, then you might be my muse
I was whispering alone
In a bathroom stall
I could spill out my contents and then run away from it all
But I stare at the wall
Pray to God I don't fall
I'll do anything to upgrade to a sprint from a crawl
Cause I notice the sky
I discover its hue
I move to the music pumping in my ears and to the tune
Was this timing too soon?
As if I was the moon?
Or could I be the sun?
Running out of my truth
Mentally created booth
Selling off my own sanity
Like it was antique furniture, you can keep it at home
Cause that's where I'm goin roam
I'm all up in my zone
The beats knocking my bones
So hard that foxes be setting fires
Cause I rock Google Chrome
I'll never be alone
Unless when I get in the casket and realize
I forgot to bring my phone