Carry The Torch
Yeah
I came up and did it myself
All these motherfuckers put some shit on the shelf
Hang 'em up I put they tint on a belt
Trippin' angel dust I've just been givin' 'em hell
Payin' money to the wish in the well
Thinkin' ain't it funny as I lit up the L
Zippin' runts with a ridiculous smell
I'm in vintage linens and they fit to the tell
Catch me blazin' somethin' to the face
I'm bussin' never sayin' nothin' to the fake though
I could break breath
Tryna make dough
Feel like Bezos in the space zone
Boutta take over like J-hope
S-K-O got a greak flow
Mama still mad
I was late home
Made my plate cold
Still I ate though
Kept the straight forward
Left the pace flow
Make a rich cast
Like I'm break bones
If you get cash
They 'gon stay close
I thought three hoes didn't change clothes
Y'all really ain't what you say so
Uptown shit I stay in the Fazos
Motherfuckers try to do you funny
When they fill they hands just to prank bro
I'm in the places you can't go
Sanction you play like a fucker you ain't for
I stay outside like a chainsmoker
See the rain soaking all the vein pokers
Layin' over till it's game over
You can't take a war with afraid soilders
But complain a parture with a crayola
If you stamp pokers with the same motive
This the same order
Scribble days over
Make my wrist whip
Like a range rover
Jake's out always tryna chase quarters
Every fit K but they ain't kosher
Grip sprayin like a shaked soda
Droppin' mixtapes till the fame short
Got my bitch sayin I should stay sober
But my shirt stayin with the same odor
You can't put no fear in my heart
I make paper y'all just tear it apart
And that ain't no freddy
I told 'em already
That I'm tryna get it don't care what the cause
I stand with the tram and a boss
From a champion stanzas
A parent you lost
I been had the plan what you thought
But none of y'all really can carry the torch
Yeah
Carry the torch
I came up and did it myself
All these motherfuckers put some shit on the shelf
Hang 'em up I put they tint on a belt
Trippin' angel dust I've just been givin' 'em hell
Payin' money to the wish in the well
Thinkin' ain't it funny as I lit up the L
Zippin' runts with a ridiculous smell
I'm in vintage linens and they fit to the tell
Catch me blazin' somethin' to the face
I'm bussin' never sayin' nothin' to the fake though
I could break breath
Tryna make dough
Feel like Bezos in the space zone
Boutta take over like J-hope
S-K-O got a greak flow
Mama still mad
I was late home
Made my plate cold
Still I ate though
Kept the straight forward
Left the pace flow
Make a rich cast
Like I'm break bones
If you get cash
They 'gon stay close
I thought three hoes didn't change clothes
Y'all really ain't what you say so
Uptown shit I stay in the Fazos
Motherfuckers try to do you funny
When they fill they hands just to prank bro
I'm in the places you can't go
Sanction you play like a fucker you ain't for
I stay outside like a chainsmoker
See the rain soaking all the vein pokers
Layin' over till it's game over
You can't take a war with afraid soilders
But complain a parture with a crayola
If you stamp pokers with the same motive
This the same order
Scribble days over
Make my wrist whip
Like a range rover
Jake's out always tryna chase quarters
Every fit K but they ain't kosher
Grip sprayin like a shaked soda
Droppin' mixtapes till the fame short
Got my bitch sayin I should stay sober
But my shirt stayin with the same odor
You can't put no fear in my heart
I make paper y'all just tear it apart
And that ain't no freddy
I told 'em already
That I'm tryna get it don't care what the cause
I stand with the tram and a boss
From a champion stanzas
A parent you lost
I been had the plan what you thought
But none of y'all really can carry the torch
Yeah
Carry the torch
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Writer(s): Joshua Terrance Fersko
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