Toast

Eating Hershey's while I'm packing hearses you packing purses
I'm put verses in verses so Jesus can't work
I shoot arrows to the knees so they can't ever be lurking
That's why I'm working so hard that's why I'm never jerking
Off, my mind is dumb when I come to rhyme
It's like every time I see a cop they think I'm doing a crime
They want me to do time when they turn on their chime
Those niggas sour like a fucking lime
I'm slaying the beast, I'm slaying beats, and I say in beats
Have a goal or dream that you can always reach
Because you could be slapping six figures on a house with a beach
Like Martin Luther king had speeches on what he dreams
Me and A.T. collaborating 3 months in the making
I carry my team I got back pains my back is aching
What I say man maybe this song will be groundbreaking
You smell that *sniff* my new albums baking
I got all the letters, I even got U's too
You hate our current generation, guess you hate youths too
You record yourself saying it and put it up on YouTube
You spark debates in the country and now everyone hates you
While I have my vision, you on a mission
You on the internet, slapping keys and start to dissin'
You catfishing, because you wishing your 2 cent petition
Nah nah, I'm out here cat fishing
You didn't get that? That's means I'm getting pussy
Why you acting so hard? Why you acting pushy?
Why you acting like someone you can't be
You wishing for something you wish you see
It's only for them to see my destiny
My quest to please, don't want to plead
Guilty of the things I bleed
I'm the only one catching a breeze
A collaboration will be at ease
Daquanboi is the savior for your sobriety

We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me

I enter do damage
Not from the planet
Who planned this
Not the average rapper on Xanax
Paper falling it vanish
Got a girl and she Spanish
You try me then I go manic
Suddenly gonna break and panic
Use it to my advantage manage your time
Crack attics going line for line
Bunch of mumble but none of them speaking real thoughts from they mind
They speak bout nothing
Closed curtains taking my shine
One at time they stop to drop like the rain in the sky
Who am I?
A.T
Hit 'n' run on the same week
Broke boys trying to stay cheap
I'm ink 'n' paper I'm chasing
Like most of y'all saying things
Drugs 'n' clubbin' stay wasting
Time on nothing but playing
Yourself quick wasting

We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know me
We getting toasty
Those niggas never know



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Stevenson
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