35TH ST FLOWS

I made a tape on corona to show you that I'm really sick with the raps
Hawking and spitting right into your mask
Into your ears with these intricate rhythms I spit over tracks
Bitch I'm on Budlong and 35th writing inside of my homies new pad
They've been housing me for a few months
Can't wait till I pay em all back
Cus they'll never know what I felt sleeping on this air mattress to stack up my cash
It's gratitude over the shame
Their sacrifice over my pain
It's more than I ever could say, my life been so fucking insane
It's a miracle I didn't break, I mean shit is still tough but
I'm chasing my dream in the land of the greats
Pac, Dot, I'm talking Los Angeles
I'm talking LA
Gave away all that I had for this shit
So don't ever question what I've done for this game
Don't question my love for this game, don't question the passion
All of these rappers half-assing
Slacking care more about fame than the money they make
Woah ay
I keep on hustling with flows that I know that they never could say woah ay
I kill a fifth of that henny alone, that's my only mistake woah ay
You and I, we not the same, you could never relate
I pop an addy then club like a caddy then sing for a baddie the very same day
Stupid
Rockstar life I've liked since I was high schooling at that private institution
Good ass student, shitty job, but the best at writing music
Don't confuse it
If we talking finances, mine are bullish
Y'all are bullshit

Wait while I'm catching my breath
I smoke a stog every morning my lungs are a mess
Andrei got blunts that'll put all you bitches to rest
That's a testament to how we hustle, this struggle is more than just stress
Really it's something so blessed, it's beautiful
My life was tailor-made for studios not fucking cubicles
All of my woadies on some pharmaceuticals
I spend my money on this music, booze, and bougie hoes
Who love me like some groupie hoes
Powdered noses doing blow
Louis V bags, what the fuck you think I do this for?
Lamborghini trucks, Ben Franklin bucks, you know the usual
Add to that the history we'd make, the irrefutable
The fucking indisputable
Goat of the generation
Fuck your hate and all your hesitation
Fuck your conversation no debating
I got horns on my head like I'm fucking satan
God on my side though I'm levitating
On these beats I don't breathe off of medication
Hyperventilating off a pill
I'm only 21 get out my grill
I was in Pittsburgh sipping liquor with all of my brodies who solid as steel
Bitch I'm a wizard way I flip words and I pop all these bottles and seals
Flow really militant like navy seal
Adrenaline rushing my veins and my arteries
This shit too easy it never was hard to me
Finally realizing I am a prodigy

Of Prodigy, wreaking Havoc, I've been Mobbing Deep
Got The Infamous CD somewhere in a box
to remind me that no one can talk to me
R.I.P. to legends who shaped me like pottery
With my talents I hit me the lottery
Word to my momma she gave me these harmonies
I'm a seoul city kid so I'm stubborn as shit
Fremont kid so I'm hyphy
I look you dead in the eye with no visine
Bitch i'm a dog so u know that i'm feisty
Doggin ur main i'm doggin ur side piece
I get their numbers i don't do no ig
Murdering instrumentals so indict me
Carti and Jordin put you on a white tee
I kept it real from the start
I really been sharing my scars
I never been scared of the dark cus that's most of my life, I can't tell it apart
From all of the bright lights shining on me in the club
I mix the vodka with bottles of bub'
Life is more fun when I'm feeling fucked up
Pass me the blunt like CP3
C3PO on my neck and my cleats
Gold on my body like a PVC you can see it beam when I'm eating these
Beats, eat it like its BCD
Me, I'ma be on TV screens
She gon be fuckin' me at meet and greets
Cigarette or chanel?
You gon CC me