Jedi
It's like whenever I'm on beat I'm reinvented
Remember when I said this shit was meant for me
I meant it
I always claimed the words were guided to me heaven sent it
But a better explanation is osmosis how the flow is represented
Listen
How I learn to do this in my sleep
I used to care a lot bout what they say and how they felt bout me
I used to try to figure out the next technique
Studied all the greats till there ain't nobody that's next to me
That really cud say they next me
This year I made it clear that I'm wit everything
It's crazy how they understand my plight even wit the hoodlum slang
The hood always knew I was a king
They just wanted tangible substances on that corporeal plane
So I had to show them fangs
Matterfact I showed them change
I got people asking for features to give they tracks some range
Acting like it's real nice to meet you amongst some other things
I don't really mean to be preachy
But so this fake shit you reaching
Got me acting facetious
My active role is a teacher
Correspond wit the legends
My only rival is Cole
On forgers crystals im eating
This is survival
Only goal thumb thru the bills till I'm bleeding
Make sure my bro's got they freedom
Make sure lil bro bag secure
And that my mother still breathing
I wish grandmama cud see this
But I did shit
Along the way
I'm happy that she ain't see it damn
I just want the time to be a kid again
So I'm running the game like Kaepernick
20 Yards to the end zone
Hop the charts like a fence bro
Almost dont need a pencil
Or no mufuckin stencil
My freestyles turning lethal
How frequently I kill my foes y'all wud swear this was legal
Use to look thru the peep hole
Wishing that he was me tho
Now they all sound like me yo
Diamonds dancing like Neyo
The way I drop these gems
This for my fam anem
This one for Mac Mattk and Patient made me rap again
So I'm back for the win
You wanted heat well I got slaps like a damn scratching wind
I serve the fiends
When I stop dropping they scratching again
Not a scratch on the Benz
Perfect picture of status
2 Mins in still blacking
Rebel never is lacking
I look like I should wear some khakis
But on tracks I'm savage
I'm just smarter than average
Meanwhile y'all meet the bare minimum
The reason why these bitches want the wood like it's pendulum
Swinging home runs the way I hit
But I'm not into them
I end up dismissing them
Was until I met my island ting she match the rhydym
The rhythm of the nights
Bitch I do it for the dale just like Juss said
Only focused when I'm blunt fed
Then all these runts dead
Jackie Chan they growth now all dem stunted
Remember when I said this shit was meant for me
I meant it
I always claimed the words were guided to me heaven sent it
But a better explanation is osmosis how the flow is represented
Listen
How I learn to do this in my sleep
I used to care a lot bout what they say and how they felt bout me
I used to try to figure out the next technique
Studied all the greats till there ain't nobody that's next to me
That really cud say they next me
This year I made it clear that I'm wit everything
It's crazy how they understand my plight even wit the hoodlum slang
The hood always knew I was a king
They just wanted tangible substances on that corporeal plane
So I had to show them fangs
Matterfact I showed them change
I got people asking for features to give they tracks some range
Acting like it's real nice to meet you amongst some other things
I don't really mean to be preachy
But so this fake shit you reaching
Got me acting facetious
My active role is a teacher
Correspond wit the legends
My only rival is Cole
On forgers crystals im eating
This is survival
Only goal thumb thru the bills till I'm bleeding
Make sure my bro's got they freedom
Make sure lil bro bag secure
And that my mother still breathing
I wish grandmama cud see this
But I did shit
Along the way
I'm happy that she ain't see it damn
I just want the time to be a kid again
So I'm running the game like Kaepernick
20 Yards to the end zone
Hop the charts like a fence bro
Almost dont need a pencil
Or no mufuckin stencil
My freestyles turning lethal
How frequently I kill my foes y'all wud swear this was legal
Use to look thru the peep hole
Wishing that he was me tho
Now they all sound like me yo
Diamonds dancing like Neyo
The way I drop these gems
This for my fam anem
This one for Mac Mattk and Patient made me rap again
So I'm back for the win
You wanted heat well I got slaps like a damn scratching wind
I serve the fiends
When I stop dropping they scratching again
Not a scratch on the Benz
Perfect picture of status
2 Mins in still blacking
Rebel never is lacking
I look like I should wear some khakis
But on tracks I'm savage
I'm just smarter than average
Meanwhile y'all meet the bare minimum
The reason why these bitches want the wood like it's pendulum
Swinging home runs the way I hit
But I'm not into them
I end up dismissing them
Was until I met my island ting she match the rhydym
The rhythm of the nights
Bitch I do it for the dale just like Juss said
Only focused when I'm blunt fed
Then all these runts dead
Jackie Chan they growth now all dem stunted
Credits
Writer(s): Errol Moodie Jr
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