W.I.S.E. (Wisdom Is Self Esteem)

Never burn a bridge until you see the boat
I'm way smarter than I look that's all you need to know
They try to sneak up in my loop but I can peep a mole
Plus my circle so small, couldn't see a hole
I ain't got time for the leaches
Snakes, rats fuck it anything sneaky
If you been giving off a vibe I ain't feeling
You now know why recently it's super hard to reach me
But I'm far from unapproachable
Could be the smartest in the room but always coachable

Taught to respect all perspectives, thoughts and views
But you better stand firm when you know the truth
Like I know I'm nice, my plug know it too
Out the blue, sent him my mixtape got all the proof
He like I don't know why you ain't on
But keep talking that talk in them songs till they notice you
I swear he ain't lion like a bird
I don't think he know the power in them words
Either way I'm out here flyer than a photoshoot
The only thing I really need designer is my herb

My name Sin like I really sided with the curse
But I know the most high without a pilot or a nurse
Keep your morphine I supply that in my verses
Leave an instrumental like a body in a hearse
I'm the worst and the best at it
You doubt me like a pessimist
Only cus your blessings at a deficit
I got blessings on blessings on blessings
Make sure you add the unseen if you measuring

Third eye wide open since Sullivan
Young wise nigga, be careful what you telling him
Because he known to read auras like lettering
Could smell when your energy ain't matching what you selling him

Our background's different
I'm as smart as a Carlton
And as fly as a Fresh Prince is
My raps authentic
Slip a jewel in every bar
For my niggas that's really listening
The racks I'm a get it, cash
The packs unleaded, gas
The black John Lennon, facts
If we talking bout the raps I be penning, crack

If we talking bout cash no doubt I'm on it
I done sold more plants than a thousand florist
If we talking rap, rappers do a lot of talking
I just go hard in every song like an alcoholic
We talking smarts, test scores says one of the smartest
Motherfuckers you know what you fucking retarded
Oh we talking bout lit, real shit
So much bitches on my dick
My shorty said we supposed to be charging
But far from a gigolo

I be dodging minajes on the regular
She don't know so she argue and start shit
My cellular blowing up
Cuz your boy is the bomb bitch
Should be somewhere in Bombay
Like fuck all of this small shit
Overseas money that's the goal now
I let my ego loose, I used to slow him down
That attention came with hate
Aint fully have what it take

But now the Origin or Draco
If it's going down 7.62 x 39
Franklyn binary triggers
Nigga double rounds
That's for all who think tall trees fall so easy
Just chop them at the knees and you can cut him down
Good luck getting close enough to touch him now
Elotech greet a motherfucker from a couple miles
We respect solid motherfuckers
Who don't shuck and jive

Thats why my circle small, but well recognized
And never will my repertoire be jeopardized
Or my character be defamed by a set of lies
Adversity, I know her well tell her hi
And she know I'm a stand tall like I'm 7'5
When we face to face
I'm led not by sight, you couldn't fake this faith
Now that's amazing grace
I made it out the field cus I was making plays
While you was still on the porch
Nigga playing it safe

Our background's different
I'm as smart as a Carlton
And as fly as a Fresh Prince is
My raps authentic
Slip a jewel in every bar
For my niggas that's really listening
The racks I'm a get it, cash
The packs unleaded, gas
The black John Lennon, facts
If we talking bout the raps I be penning, crack



Credits
Writer(s): K. Alleyne
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