Best Of Me

Inner circle ESO
sideshow TYLT

I am just a rapper
Rhyme on instrumentals
I am but a teacher
I supply the mental
Of future generations
Raised on innuendos
Get creative like Tyler I'm with Frank
We at ya window
I am not a player I just coach the game up
Can't get to the hook without the jab or the face up
I am motivation
That you can change ya
Life from being laid down to finishing your layups
Take charge and make the most of things before you meet your maker
On your mark get ready go my nigga no time for no wait up
May be lean can slow down time but that times you gotta make up,
And you was tryna be great your cake up
Asking why face up
So busy sliding in bases that you never built your base up
So many reasons to stay somewhere else cause you think your place suck
I learned to appreciate my everything
Truly love my life
Watched everything I touch turn to gold right before eyes
Metaphors for seeing all this darkness but still finding the light
Met at 4 and talked about our past and then we start reclining seats back,
Spoke on current wins and future plans
Spent all night reminiscing we had our feet back
Seen myself in somebody else I damn near relapsed like TYLT you need to relax
Rapping raps and stacking checks its feel like reflex
You barely spitting I'll shit up like acid reflux
Stayed down now we up
Running court giving niggas game like who next up
Board been full of squares circle coming like who check us
Rapping over Frank snares like Talib & quest love
Before I'm gone I give it my all the best of

This is the best of me
I be in and on ya mind like telepathy
Top notch niggas want the most not the less for me
Grind take ya time dollar signs that's the recipe yea
This is the best of me
I be in and on ya mind like telepathy
Top notch niggas want the most not the less for me
Grind take ya time dollar signs that's the recipe yea

Far from the brazen, o
Somewhat lackadaisical
This vibe takes me back to a time before I made it though
I mean I haven't made it yet
But you get what I'm saying though
When I was lost with no GPS to tell me which way to go
No maintaine
And some of my homies went through the same thing
Others wanted to gangbang
Spend some time in the chain gang
I just wanted to hang my chain like Jibbs
Some cars and a crib
A wife and some kids
A stack of money just to wipe away tears
And tell the whole world just look at what I got though
Used to think that stuff was important found out it's not though
Packing 5 in the car on the way to ball with my vatos
Driving around the city streets
Tryna swerve around potholes.
Ironic
Never thought I'd like to move in silence
In a profession where most people concerned about their timing
Give my all when I hit the stage like it's my last time rhyming
Cuz not every show will get picked up off the strength of the pilot
They say fake it til you make it I was curious to try it
Cuz if you sell a dream then surely most people will buy it
I found out that that's debatable
The more I wrote I hated
So said fuck it imma make my music way more relatable
And give you me
The highs lows wins and the losses
Too much of all of them
Too many situations where niggas is causing problems
Too many tears from ex girls that don't know when to stop it
Too many conversations with niggas thinking they got it
Think they the ones til I come around and they see they not it
Too many skeletons that I keep locked in the closet
Too many blown kisses I keep stocked in my pocket
I open hearts like a locket
Or doctor or surgeon my rocket's taking off on excursions
Had lessons that were taught other lessons I never learned them
The biggest one I found out is like a secret recipe
I have to give them less of me so I could give the best of me.

This is the best of me
I be in and on ya mind like telepathy
Top notch niggas want the most not the less for me
Grind take ya time dollar signs that's the recipe yea hey hey
This is the best of me
I be in and on ya mind like telepathy
Top notch niggas want the most not the less for me
Grind take ya time dollar signs that's the recipe yea hey hey