Back To Boom Bap
I'm getting older now just reached my eighteenth
My head stay on swivel back and forth like If I was pacing
But I ain't nervous
Soon to visibly flourish
Two quarters to Bens and them Jacksons like my first name was Curtis
Draw back the curtains on my life when my pen hit the spiral
It's in my DNA to write
Teaching myself to hit them high notes
When I learn I'll snatch ya shorty on arrival
What's the word?
That's the word word word like the Bible
The prophet giving boom bap a revival
Light up smoke one pyro
While I fulfill all the high hopes
Ima Rapper from the 407 Poody baby light pole
Say my chances slim to none like skinny bitch had Lipo
But motherfucka there's still one thing I know
(I know, I know)
I go to talk to bitches more than y'all go talk to 5-0
Don't get shit twisted I ain't no where ready for no zygote
So If she knock up on the wood and start a term I might end up a psycho
Damn look where my thoughts at where the fuck the time go
Like IG hoes and old vacations
"Tmb" to 8years old #2 Playstation
Back when my clothes was all from donation
Back then I wasn't stressed bout none these college applications
I can't
Keep up this stressing
I ain't
Gon keep on dressing up acting like I give a fuck
I'm sick and tired of suit and tieing acting like I'm eye to eye with the competition
Can't nobody see me word to Cena back when jit still was wrestling
Even older now just hit my 21st
It's crazy three years ago when I wrote down the other verse
I had to get back to boom bap I had to hit that reverse
I'm back and I'm heavy dropping real frequent a billion hertz
Professor steady professing like my students never learned
Say they pimps but let hoes be controlling they every verb
Mack shit string poetry hoes holding on every word
Ask ya bitch how she rap full verses off because of her
Past tense and BOH
Now getting back to the boom bap
Like back in the day
Past tense and BOH
Now getting back to the boom bap
Like Biggie or Craig
Past tense and BOH
Now we back to boom bap
How I came in the game
Past tense and BOH
Now we back to boom bap
So we letting it play
Since we on the topic hell nah I ain't forgot it
Best rapper from the O this tape to keep they ahh reminded
Insulting when they say they raps better than my shit
Just seen a mf on they story spitting that nonsense
That why I had to withdraw this from the vault and deposit
To the game knowing one day it's gon translate to profit
Writing this shit right before I take over my college
Ain't no Princeton but its purposeful behavior far from mindless
My head stay on swivel back and forth like If I was pacing
But I ain't nervous
Soon to visibly flourish
Two quarters to Bens and them Jacksons like my first name was Curtis
Draw back the curtains on my life when my pen hit the spiral
It's in my DNA to write
Teaching myself to hit them high notes
When I learn I'll snatch ya shorty on arrival
What's the word?
That's the word word word like the Bible
The prophet giving boom bap a revival
Light up smoke one pyro
While I fulfill all the high hopes
Ima Rapper from the 407 Poody baby light pole
Say my chances slim to none like skinny bitch had Lipo
But motherfucka there's still one thing I know
(I know, I know)
I go to talk to bitches more than y'all go talk to 5-0
Don't get shit twisted I ain't no where ready for no zygote
So If she knock up on the wood and start a term I might end up a psycho
Damn look where my thoughts at where the fuck the time go
Like IG hoes and old vacations
"Tmb" to 8years old #2 Playstation
Back when my clothes was all from donation
Back then I wasn't stressed bout none these college applications
I can't
Keep up this stressing
I ain't
Gon keep on dressing up acting like I give a fuck
I'm sick and tired of suit and tieing acting like I'm eye to eye with the competition
Can't nobody see me word to Cena back when jit still was wrestling
Even older now just hit my 21st
It's crazy three years ago when I wrote down the other verse
I had to get back to boom bap I had to hit that reverse
I'm back and I'm heavy dropping real frequent a billion hertz
Professor steady professing like my students never learned
Say they pimps but let hoes be controlling they every verb
Mack shit string poetry hoes holding on every word
Ask ya bitch how she rap full verses off because of her
Past tense and BOH
Now getting back to the boom bap
Like back in the day
Past tense and BOH
Now getting back to the boom bap
Like Biggie or Craig
Past tense and BOH
Now we back to boom bap
How I came in the game
Past tense and BOH
Now we back to boom bap
So we letting it play
Since we on the topic hell nah I ain't forgot it
Best rapper from the O this tape to keep they ahh reminded
Insulting when they say they raps better than my shit
Just seen a mf on they story spitting that nonsense
That why I had to withdraw this from the vault and deposit
To the game knowing one day it's gon translate to profit
Writing this shit right before I take over my college
Ain't no Princeton but its purposeful behavior far from mindless
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Writer(s): Antonio Rivera
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