EBONICS
My goals didn't stretch that far
I just wanted four walls
Ain't even want no car
I just don't wanna starve
Always known I was smart
So I never worked hard in school
And looking at my life I think that might play a part
In why I'm punching the clock
Inside I know I'm a star
I shine, I glow in the dark
And I'm a poet at heart
But I be known for the bars
If Robby wrote it, it's hard
It probably won't hit the charts
But I be knowing it's art
That's why I'm focused regardless
All the noise, disregard
And now, it's up like my guard
Now watch her point it and arch
I'm high, I'm closer to god
That's right I'm burning a garden
Fire burning a stalk
And while it burned it would talk
Said Robby, don't ever stop
They'll follow you to the top
A connoisseur hip-hop
They'll try fit you in a box
But I'm not new to the box
I got my tools from the box
My screws is loose in my noggin
Might need to use the screwdriver
I'd be a fool if I squandered this life
It's truly an honor
I talk to you it's ebonics
Look how I'm using it proper
A dog, got Doolittle Dr
I saw no use for the collar
Evolved to human, I'm walking on my own two to a dollar and dropping
Jewels I ain't shop for
Watch him do the impossible
Going human to monster
Blowing fumes from the nostrils
Start a movement colossal
Apartment unit monopo
Got tunnel viewing, I'm Chapo
That line I drew, I'm Picasso
Ramen noodle my pasta
Rhyme, I do it around you
Over medulla somehow but I'm over stooping it down for, uh!
Stooping it down for, uh
It's Robby Atkins, baby
I just wanted four walls
Ain't even want no car
I just don't wanna starve
Always known I was smart
So I never worked hard in school
And looking at my life I think that might play a part
In why I'm punching the clock
Inside I know I'm a star
I shine, I glow in the dark
And I'm a poet at heart
But I be known for the bars
If Robby wrote it, it's hard
It probably won't hit the charts
But I be knowing it's art
That's why I'm focused regardless
All the noise, disregard
And now, it's up like my guard
Now watch her point it and arch
I'm high, I'm closer to god
That's right I'm burning a garden
Fire burning a stalk
And while it burned it would talk
Said Robby, don't ever stop
They'll follow you to the top
A connoisseur hip-hop
They'll try fit you in a box
But I'm not new to the box
I got my tools from the box
My screws is loose in my noggin
Might need to use the screwdriver
I'd be a fool if I squandered this life
It's truly an honor
I talk to you it's ebonics
Look how I'm using it proper
A dog, got Doolittle Dr
I saw no use for the collar
Evolved to human, I'm walking on my own two to a dollar and dropping
Jewels I ain't shop for
Watch him do the impossible
Going human to monster
Blowing fumes from the nostrils
Start a movement colossal
Apartment unit monopo
Got tunnel viewing, I'm Chapo
That line I drew, I'm Picasso
Ramen noodle my pasta
Rhyme, I do it around you
Over medulla somehow but I'm over stooping it down for, uh!
Stooping it down for, uh
It's Robby Atkins, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Robby Atkins
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