Stonefooted
Swimming down Collins in a Leviathan
The exterior custom-coated with cryogen
BBS leaving frost on the road
And it's 85 and sunny so you know that they cold
Put every cell in my body into forming these flows
Every syllable I'm infusing my soul
Sorta easy to miss it cuz my inflection restrained, often distant
Emotion under the surface, I welcome you to go fishing
The scar tissue struggle to close the hole in my chest
Lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I had her for 24 and I'm grateful for every second
I told her I was gone make it
I'm happy she got to see what I reckoned before she dearly departed
Don't got time for complacency cuz I'm just getting started
Went from too low for the radar to being highly regarded
Learned how to handle my business
My bankroll getting bombarded
Catch me posted in the panic room
Timepiece water like the Titanic tomb
Brimstone breather, don't even bother to fan the fumes
Backseat of the RR, this shit musta outran the moon
Driver stone-footed, it's frightening how this Phantom zoom
My congregation expanding, it's only standing room
I been levitating for months, don't plan on landing soon
Peek in my pockets you take a trip to the catacombs
Throw a couple bones at Midas to fix my mandible
Mudwalking in Nieman, long live the Ruler
Cold Devil got me strangling snakes
These Evisu, I don't know about no Wrangler waist
Call the Patek Professor, got a rectangular face
I could make a backend disappear with no trace
Next day I make it reappear with a twin and some dates
Not a second to waste, couple minutes to kill
I put on an instrumental and I say what I feel
That shit paying my bills
Lock myself in the temple, I gotta sharpen my skills
Leave it flooded, eventually imma need me some gills
Dipping the tip of the quill in drawn butter
How I finance all the work from my Yves Saint Laurent cutter
Mesmerizing many with hardly more than a mutter
The subtlety is the key to my game
Chrome Hearts windbreaker got it just for the rain
Double drip is insane
I'm keeping pressure on these niggas like they ligament sprains
The exterior custom-coated with cryogen
BBS leaving frost on the road
And it's 85 and sunny so you know that they cold
Put every cell in my body into forming these flows
Every syllable I'm infusing my soul
Sorta easy to miss it cuz my inflection restrained, often distant
Emotion under the surface, I welcome you to go fishing
The scar tissue struggle to close the hole in my chest
Lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I had her for 24 and I'm grateful for every second
I told her I was gone make it
I'm happy she got to see what I reckoned before she dearly departed
Don't got time for complacency cuz I'm just getting started
Went from too low for the radar to being highly regarded
Learned how to handle my business
My bankroll getting bombarded
Catch me posted in the panic room
Timepiece water like the Titanic tomb
Brimstone breather, don't even bother to fan the fumes
Backseat of the RR, this shit musta outran the moon
Driver stone-footed, it's frightening how this Phantom zoom
My congregation expanding, it's only standing room
I been levitating for months, don't plan on landing soon
Peek in my pockets you take a trip to the catacombs
Throw a couple bones at Midas to fix my mandible
Mudwalking in Nieman, long live the Ruler
Cold Devil got me strangling snakes
These Evisu, I don't know about no Wrangler waist
Call the Patek Professor, got a rectangular face
I could make a backend disappear with no trace
Next day I make it reappear with a twin and some dates
Not a second to waste, couple minutes to kill
I put on an instrumental and I say what I feel
That shit paying my bills
Lock myself in the temple, I gotta sharpen my skills
Leave it flooded, eventually imma need me some gills
Dipping the tip of the quill in drawn butter
How I finance all the work from my Yves Saint Laurent cutter
Mesmerizing many with hardly more than a mutter
The subtlety is the key to my game
Chrome Hearts windbreaker got it just for the rain
Double drip is insane
I'm keeping pressure on these niggas like they ligament sprains
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Rivera, Benjamin Glover
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