Two Step
Trying to escape from this mental prison
I settled all my debts with all those demons I dealt with
Yeah
I did the Two-Step with Lucy
I bled on the loose leaf and exceeded expectations of niggas who thought they knew me
We've all been programmed to believe some are not the sheep
Dawg I been GOAT'ed
Y'all didn't know it 'cause y'all asleep
I butcher beats like Benny
I'm proud like Penny
My skin
Brown as Henny and I'm bold like James
Wait
I could be the king if I played the Game of Thrones though
Tried to move a key like autotune when you hit wrong notes
We grown folk life
Get messy when chasing goals
But stay 10 toes down
Even when you hit that goalpost
Even when I'm broke, I'm yelling
Put me in coach
I'm going from coast to coast and a ghost
I'm in the Phantom like Danny
My flow dope and I'm moving packs no fanny
Had a hard knock life no Annie
Frankly, I'm still in the attic
Penning my life, turning folks into addicts, this base is meant for those who can grasp it
Flow cold like Aspen
Other rappers belong in the trash bin
I strangle beats but ain't from Scranton
Yet I got more paper than them boys in the office
On more beats than Dwight
I'm out the mud like a crawfish
I bring the pain like I'm Martin
I'm 300 no Spartan
I'm out this world like a Martian
So play my music on Starships
Look what you done started like
Keys turning over the engine
The face you make when you hear my music's like biting a lemon
I set the bar so high it couldn't be imagined by Lenon
They used to never pay attention
Now I'm all in
They mentions these men's chin can't handle the hits I cook in the kitchen
This dopamine got your serotonin itching
Look
I'm really that guy
Never been plane/plain but I'm really that fly
Walk on the moon like Mike Jackson when I'm up in the sky/Skai
Hey, look, y'all some Bubble Guppies
I'm a grown man
First name ain't Jermaine, but I swear my flow cole/cold man
These cats be smoking doja and end up selling they soul
Damn
The way I pin these verses, you would think my name is Luke
I got a cold hand
Yeah
You would think I got a cold hand
(Sometimes his father wonders if he's alright, mentally.)
I settled all my debts with all those demons I dealt with
Yeah
I did the Two-Step with Lucy
I bled on the loose leaf and exceeded expectations of niggas who thought they knew me
We've all been programmed to believe some are not the sheep
Dawg I been GOAT'ed
Y'all didn't know it 'cause y'all asleep
I butcher beats like Benny
I'm proud like Penny
My skin
Brown as Henny and I'm bold like James
Wait
I could be the king if I played the Game of Thrones though
Tried to move a key like autotune when you hit wrong notes
We grown folk life
Get messy when chasing goals
But stay 10 toes down
Even when you hit that goalpost
Even when I'm broke, I'm yelling
Put me in coach
I'm going from coast to coast and a ghost
I'm in the Phantom like Danny
My flow dope and I'm moving packs no fanny
Had a hard knock life no Annie
Frankly, I'm still in the attic
Penning my life, turning folks into addicts, this base is meant for those who can grasp it
Flow cold like Aspen
Other rappers belong in the trash bin
I strangle beats but ain't from Scranton
Yet I got more paper than them boys in the office
On more beats than Dwight
I'm out the mud like a crawfish
I bring the pain like I'm Martin
I'm 300 no Spartan
I'm out this world like a Martian
So play my music on Starships
Look what you done started like
Keys turning over the engine
The face you make when you hear my music's like biting a lemon
I set the bar so high it couldn't be imagined by Lenon
They used to never pay attention
Now I'm all in
They mentions these men's chin can't handle the hits I cook in the kitchen
This dopamine got your serotonin itching
Look
I'm really that guy
Never been plane/plain but I'm really that fly
Walk on the moon like Mike Jackson when I'm up in the sky/Skai
Hey, look, y'all some Bubble Guppies
I'm a grown man
First name ain't Jermaine, but I swear my flow cole/cold man
These cats be smoking doja and end up selling they soul
Damn
The way I pin these verses, you would think my name is Luke
I got a cold hand
Yeah
You would think I got a cold hand
(Sometimes his father wonders if he's alright, mentally.)
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Deon Darnell Sanchez
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