[intro]
Yeah, uh
[verse 1: lord sko]
They couldn't pigeonhole the visionary
I'm johnny depp when he tellin' you if the crystal heavy
With benevolence keep the pistol ready
Leg up on competition hittin' bitches in missionary
The heartbreak kid limitless since he kicked jannetty
It don't take much just to show them that this is very important person
Discussions behind the curtains with turkish silk on the button up
Learned a skill i was hittin' them [?]
Was crunching numbers to cover lunch and a dub of bud
Back when i was 15, i used to get a buck off flippin' acid tabs in ripped jeans
Now i'm takin' trips across the country off of 16's
Word is bond the monologue on sean connery
Tell em' play the odds i'm sellin' tickets like the lottery
When i'm gone they gon' need a statue to honor me
Hold ceremonies so everybody can watch them carve the thing
Just make sure they get my features right
These rappers broke on they story posting they feature price
I pack a jacket with the zebra stripes
Left up out the spot around 2 or 3 just to be precise
Don't forget about the light in the attic
A couple vices still entice him while he fighting the habit
Precious metals tend to end up in the line of the magnet
Might snatch another rapper chain except it's mine when i grab it for real
Asking motherfuckers what's the deal?
Tell em' keep the handouts in a year you'll stand in front a mil'
My verses still depict the city from a bird's eye
At the concert bitches never get the words right
[verse 2: wiseboy jeremy]
Right footed when i step with the wrong leisure
I been lookin' for direction in this raw reefer
But the spliff dont make it better, i ain't calm neither
Pulling strings so hard i almost hit a [?]
I sing to god with a notion that i saw jesus
I can't tell if with the resources i was given i could maybe try to make well
No pot to piss in, stuck position profit ain't sell
Word to jah, stand with my nigga josh like drake bell
Murder charge on a child that ain't mean to raise hell
No heaven for us black folk', and the math ain't never adding up when neighbors still attaching us to past propositions
Dangle riches in our faces but we mad broke
Voices from my inner child in soprano
Any detour just a sign that you can't go
Keep my eyes open in a sandstorm
Remember when my only worry was to find out what my mans on
Tenants finding living in my riddance
Like home in they heart
Like a flower that's grown from the dark
From the water by my god given palms
I'm a landlord
[verse 3: lord sko & wiseboy jeremy]
Lord sko got a plan
Iron hand that they can't thwart
Sittin' under the sun hope they understand more
Don't nobody see you at your concert like your fans short
Remember 7th grade written prayers in my jansport
Set the table saying grace
Ain't lookin to save face
Can't change any values that i stand for
We was on the road to jersey steady ashing them blunts
What the cat got your tongue?
My nigga we just rapping for fun
Plenty of my favorites full off and i'll smack up they sons
The jacket was 120
I ain't actually run it, but still lapping the whole game while i'm stacking my funds
Matter fact i'm tryna stack this cash up fatter than pun
Ayo they said the kid a star, i still be acting them stunts
While me and jay just smokin' gas up in the palace and such