Law #15

Wow

The people around you conniving but you know cuz you smarter
Them who want beats, better pay me and attention we partners
Somebody said how I been going stupid but I been smarter
Listen once I lay the blueprint then I'll "Shine" like Carter
Red vests, feeling spooky I'm Michael Jackson to be
Real jaded like Michael Jackson cause It don't matter to me
Real shit only only shit real that ain't backwards to me
Stocks and bonds I ain't frontin it's just real backing to me
100k streams is coo and I log back in to see
That shit double
And I can't answer to shawty DMs that shit trouble
Dodging rocks in a landslide and shit rubble
I been subtle
I been in the house
Dad on the voicemail, Im praying that he figures it out
He used to promised to get us, we wait outside then sit on the couch

But he never got us
Pain brings the tremors out us
And then finally I got it
We turned our hurt into jokes now we laugh about it
It's therapeutic jokes healing for me
Shit get real when I see
My step father was a drunk so he was stealing from me
I was 9 and I bet he didn't know he lived with a beast
Yet I'm still on the street
My family still with the heat
I was raised mother so I'm still with the peace
While they stay still with the piece
Sleep been still and discreet
Until I'm disrespected then he blaze the city for me
Gang saw me win some fights they said it still ain't for me
I grew up on inconsistency, I'm switching the beat
My soles/souls on solid ground in dirt I dig with the cleats
I'm loyal to my team that's why I'm still with chiefs
Yall niggas still with the beef
And y'all
Kill in the streets
Y'all can hear my receipts
Listen to this fucking song and you can hear my receipts
Can a nigga just eat?
Can a nigga just eat?
Ugh

They ain't got yo back in public cause they converse in private
I don't care if she ain't yours she prolly everybody's
I be having the same thinking as Kutt's manager Oli
If I see she look like Becky she prolly doin Molly
The clock tic tocking
My bops made profit
Cause i can't be manipulated don't mean that I'm toxic
I talk to prophets
All that rah rah can miss
I grit, I'm bout it
All my dramas a gist
Of what I see, and I still mob like lynch
Cop the bar like 'mitz'
Spring to Fall like Pit
And I watch like wrist
That's how I shine like this
And why I talk like this
And why my walks got bliss
I see y'all niggas and y'all washed like wish
Microwave singles and they flop like disks
Freestyle the album then it flop like flip
Pay me and attention, I got it on lock like Smith
Nigga