Flonase

Coulda went pro mane
But I chose the dope game
My cocaine
Grace they nose like Flonase
That boy stuck in his hoe phase
Tryna find himself it's like he don't know his own name
Better stay up in his own lane
I don't play no games
Shoot 'em in they stomach and y'all all throw up blood
You and your whole gang
I don't want no fame
Just wanna roll up propane and smoke til it's no pain
Hoes dancing for the Don like it's Soul Train
I'm looking down and see y'all looking up
To dudes who ain't as good as us
Know the world is crooked but
Look at us
The Only ones that solid
I'm the holy one that's promised
The second coming
My weapon drumming
The tech get humming
Your end is coming
You next to nothing
I'm fresh as fuck and you kept it bumming
I tried to tell em it's lies you selling
Now It's over for you dog
And it's really out the budget the price that closure really cost
Notice I just thug it when I'm coping with a loss

Don't listen to shit they tell us
I'm twisting and sipping stellas
Get lifted and lit with fellas
Got choppers with no propellers
Got opps that I know is jealous
I never seen a Coachella
But look what this coke embellished
White women that's overzealous
Just look how the flow develop
Trust when they show they colors
That's really who they are
Up close they barely lit but from a distance they a star
These rappers got no hustle and they really seeming soft
It's mushy when they cook it but they try to say it's hard
I try to pray to Rah
On nights I can't speak to Allah
Some days I get conflicted and I find a different God
Tins Arrived
Been as fly
As pigeons fly
Since I Been alive
Diamonds on my hamsa
Good fortune what that signifies
All they ever live is lies
Truthfully that real shit is all that Tin supply
Pick a side
Tin just rhyme
And give off vintage vibes
Sorta like Jig and Nas
And big combined