Sheetz

Got one stone, hit two birds
Three throws, pics through 4s off
Dap up, no high five, heat, LJ number six
Leaving seventh grade first wrote a real song
Ninth grade when I first ate beats
I don't attend to em, just gassed me, a Sheetz
Can't spell ego without ego
I got goals, can I reach thpose
I gone live them if they don't wanna be conmigo
Cuz it's the same thing back, I dont wanna be contigo

Ya, writing this music still be hobby
But of the time I've worked it's more of an occ.
I've seen people started switchen
But mine on lock, just walking stay with flock
I ain't seen people thats winning that leave negative comments
Like if you got something to say, tell me lets talk
The writing catching the feelings, therapeutic
When the bars, songs, the beats be more a doc
Pricey, new flows every occasion
Some things, some people, I'm steady chasing
Can't pay attention to things people saying when you dropping it
Say what you what, but ain't nobody stopping it
Like Hodgepodge quit acting like everybody in love with you
Like we've seen enough of you
Well, I seen more of a couple U's
But I ain't afraid to learn from the Ls, cause two make a W
No breaks, but sometime I break, like damn that ain't for the heart
But I'm surrounded by iron, I start to feel like Tony Stark
Looking in the mirror like damn that at a work of arts
BFavre how I fumbling, but shoot the shot, bullseye, all three darts

Got one stone, hit two birds
Three throws, pics through 4s off
Dap up, no high five, heat, LJ number six
Leaving seventh grade first wrote a real song
Ninth grade when I first ate beats
I don't attend to em, just gassed me, a Sheetz
Can't spell ego without ego
I got goals, can I reach thpose
I gone live them if they don't wanna be conmigo
Cuz it's the same thing back, I dont wanna be contigo