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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This is off of the treetop
Keep my people close like peas in a peapod
Brain sitting on one side like a see-saw
My flows nerve gas, yours sound like a weak cough

Cold creeks in spring thaw, I free thought
Self hate and self doubt I need not
Minding my own I keep hot my teapot
No time to cop beef and beat blocks

I body beats by the beat drop
Have knees knocking, it ain't sweet like bee snot
Deep hock spit on this mic, my sneeze toxic
My shadow beefing, we just keep boxing

A lot was knocking dents in my confidence
Got to stacking up my raps like a stock invest
Got my competence peaking like on top a tent
Rockets lined up, armed and ready and they not for tests

I wanna cop a couple commas like it's common sense
Ain't no such thing as bottom dollar when it's bottomless
Not convinced my soul is worth selling, I ain't got a pitch,
Squabble if I gotta, get the goggles, hit the toggle switch

I want to do shit that poppa said I wouldn't do
If I just sat around and talked about what I'ma do
Got the jamba juice, take a sip, boom-badda-boom
Can't let you fully in my head, it's not a lot of room

Staying focused on what I gotta do
Flows clean but I'm spitting like a llama do
Mmhmm
I'm on my Gallagher shit
Ain't on my caliper, these rappers just flapping they lips

I ain't no scavenger kid, I'm cultivating my lane
Sage and lavender flows, yeah, it's oh so clean
Chutes and Latters, yeah it's on but it ain't no game
Mitch Haze, do what I say and say what I mean

Cleaning up my act, janitor on the night shift
When I rhyme I'm bright, shine making the light shift
I let it flow natural like why would I fight this?
I just say it with my chest, share this gift 'till I'm lifeless

Peep my wrist motion like I'm beating them egg whites
Bust caps and rap, standing over the stage fright
Make fear my bitch while it's watching me take flight
Unpacking my dreams, take them over the state lines

Done living a lie, you can't possibly fake life
Spitting soul food so it's gotta be made right
All my bars hot like I'm writing with snake sight
I'm trying to eat good, I'll be damned if I scrape by

Locks popping off my dome top
Got the game in a code-lock box
Tell these hoes stop
Switch lanes with my main on the side of me
She see you looking, let's repeat, she gon' say "hoe stop"

Real life, I'm living it on the daily
No I don't drive a Mercedes
But I damn sure would if I could

Its kind of crazy how I been going through life
And I'm just now at 24 thinking about shit twice
Uhh
And I'm just now at 24 thinking about shit twice



Credits
Writer(s): Amos Cole
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