Trope (feat. Young Gentry, O-Micheal & Digbo)

I'm on this beat like Lupe paint a portrait of the sky
Dig a hole into my memory but it echoes dry
Hope my story will be told when I shrivel up to die
As they say a truth is to a grove as a jungle's to a lie
Lies are in my pocket and my prayers are in my soul
Wonder if my words will echo when I lose control
Playing Donkey Kong Country in my basement while it's cold
Mama told me that the brain is made of jade
And the heart is full of gold

I'm propping the economy like Colonel Jermaine
I'm masked up and mysterious just like Bane
Yeah I'm Batman bitch indiscreet and off the wane
Your girl offered me a happy ending now I abstain
I was hanging out back smoking Mary Jane's
Bitch stay in your lane
Double 204 perfect round of winning campaign
I'm the king of the throne now I establish a reign
King Gentry bitch you better learn my name
Got my teeth caught biting on the silver lining

I wear grandfather clocks I'm on that other timing
Bar so old I'm on that other rhyming cause
When I spit my shit I'll leave you in retirement
Trophies laced down on my wrist can't stop winning
Biggest fucking fish in the pond don't go swimming
Stop fucking dissing my style the way I'm living
Everyone must feel my wrath ain't no forgiving
Trope is I don't have a motive I stay writing lyrics
Yeah this shit is not ghost written pick the ice so it's broken
Pick the bitch that ain't ghosting
Killers broke in my house gun safe was open

Round the corner I'm holding my trigger imposing
Pop out get shot out my wound slicing open
But I ain't fucking dying I'm Deadpool I'm Loki
Grim Reaper's day off he's 86 Matthew Broderick
I'm King Zico and I'm fucking hook getting dough
I ain't sweating hook beating them just like Baker does

Hug them close bunch of mids and nos like Master Summers taught me
I bought me a fitted gi for karate and
I'll be sipping Bacardi like 50 club when we're Shoddy
And I'mma bleed them like Cardi but I am not banned by catch bodies
The Maharaja got soldiers fighting for me just like Monty got shawty
Rocking that body ride her just like a Bugatti
Power's divine I'm a god and I got bitches just like Shanti

I don't worry about the past and future I ain't intensive
I'm pretty inattentive but I'll leave them obsessing
Girls flocking left and right been gentry as mentioned
Music set me for life getting paid in a pension
Round the culture round the world yeah I'm causing some tensions
I got deadlines to meet but I ain't got no extensions
I'm reaching heavenly status starting to see me ascending
It's a competitive scene but a helping hand I ain't lending

I'm attracted to this cash I'm a bredophile
She's clamping down on my dick she a crocodile
Da Vinci artist in the room I'm painting blood on tiles
Try to kick me off the beat nah I might stay a while
I might thrust a mile
Bitch I'm fucking wild
See me puking on the mic bitch I'm fucking vile
See me riding in the sunlight on my motorcycle
Who the fuck is this on here
Bitch I'm O Michael