Senna

Ay
Yo

Only jump on the beat if it's heat
Boiling I'm like pasta
With a lil sprinkle of some rasta
Like I was born up north
I am the master
I'm Senna, you're Massa
You do not matter
I don't have time for chit or chatter
I'm spitting n billing
No cake but I'm baked like batter
Still the take the chance like my name was Salah
Can't miss if you want dem stacks fatter
It's not what you do it's the manner
I don't really see myself in no manor
But I don't know, I ain't no planner
Speak in code with bars no scanner
My girl so bad she can't get any badder
Tripping
Sitting on the rings of Saturn
With my bredrins
We still getting fried when the sesh ends
Got our own yard in fresh ends
Talking methods like some meth heads
Tryna get a draw
When they ain't got nothing more
In their coats or in their drawers
Yo
Pass me the raws

Yeah
Pressure make you better
Hit like a beretta
Want more than just cheddar or feta
Got so many goals
I'm a serial netter
Take charge like I'm Kepa
Won't go off
Like beans I'm lasting forever
You stuck to the past like Mineta
I'll flow in the wind like a tenner
Make moves like Jimmy in Goodfellas
Like we was team seven
We'll leave as some legends
I just bunned a zoot now I'm sipping a beverage
So sick of being introspective
When everyone else spit 'bout drugs n they weapons
N I'm over here like depression
With zero attention
So fuck it
So fuck it

I'll just kick it like a bucket
My loud making ruckus
Carry on doing me like I was fucking luggage
So where do I stuff it
My ego
Cah I swear it's a cheat code
These man just chat
Rap like a burrito
Hoping they get good with placebo
Sound like you fell out with the beat
Like hair during chemo
Tryna be hard but your bars only feeble
You may be mid but I guess you're not evil
Like me an injection
I'm lethal
Don't get on with no people
That's sticky like treacle
Little weasels like drama
Hoping for blood like needles
Deceitful

Look
I pop those tarts like a toaster
I'm a roller, no coaster
Though constant movement
No post up anywhere
We just focused on floating
Above others like we was chosen
Yeah
No hunger games
Starving we been scraping plates
Making opportunities from mayday states
We make our fates
Someone said work hard
You made a face
Like a bitter taste
Seems like you need a bit of taste
I mean
Think about it

Ain't nobody made it great cah they played it safe
I'ma invade, state I run the plays
Playing with the state of reality
Manifest your audacity
Living lavishly
For my family
So pass the pot n the amber leaf
And I'll pen a piece while we light what I'm billing g



Credits
Writer(s): Lorenzo Portilho
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