Groundwork

Intuition older than Duke Dennis life, or Danny Phantom slice
Agent of the matrix, I seen that spice stream
Eternally icing, Anthony Davis knees
That's all Schulz, I'm causing flagrant threes

Was just a kid next door, now I'm pulling Agent Beem' numbers
By Any Means Possible, Kareem hunter
Real dreams change the world, believed that since I was six
Now my bank account got a mark fill up

Chauncey Billups when the buzzer ring
Wait 'til Pi'erre come out, like the fourth quarter King Cousin
Ain't no ordering a dozen meals like D-Mills
The real Mikes don't come with cheap frills
In a few weeks, I'll be spitting through the wire to keep it three bills

So while my time running short, record a project called Hourglass
While the hours last, a couple weeks, some time elapsed
Mini-me is running the algorithm
Could make ten of these, can't take the God position

Whether provolone or Swiss cheese
Word to Chris, it's hard to get green in life or no reason to exist
Indulging in the talk and ambition and dopamine

Four for four on years so far, I'll call it low for low
Light ten on my score to go up, call up Tony Tano
Plaques on the mantle, wait 'til Shawn see this
Up, up, and away, how Solz and Buck keeping it
Up keeping my career, androgynous
Undecided, I'd be mumbling, cop a solo private island
Walking down the aisle, red veil on the atlas

Pull up like Raphael
Met with views of birds in the sky, feel like I'm Robbie Down'
Three trips producing, making Tyler waves
Check still clear, I got my mama paid
The safe been looking shinier than Freddie Gibbs
I'm just tryna crack my piñatas, like how Freddie did
My dawgs is not the easiest of gangs
Remember back when Berleezy came and hit me by my name

Not everybody a roach when they try and approach it
My whole life been locked up, my habitat, my culture
Toxicity, I'm not having that
I'd rather back up before I smoke you



Credits
Writer(s): Bailey Ramlet, Clique Productions
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