Guess the industry fucked
I made friends with these demons
Lost touch with my spirit
I don't know where they headed
Honestly I lack honesty but I do lie for the credit
But fuck off my business and fuck out my business,you get it?
I'm here for the blessing and not for the praises or faking a smile
I'm here for awhile so I'd make it count
Sparking a movement of moving the torch
I paved a lane and cleared the traffic
Shifting gears and turning tables laughing
Boy's a menace he a different league
Not certified but he asserted we
Who you calling best tell me who
Is is Writers' Block the true guerilla team?
So I double down for the brady bunch
For that double profit on the cream
If it's not us on the phone
If we not in the spotlight
Then it's something wrong with your algorithm cause in my head we been top 5
You a fucking hoe sia dude
Running with my confidants
Said i lack in confidence
But i run this shit like i'm Corleone
Vision every single thing, even with my mind stoned
Running to my future destination with my mask off
Purple skinn-ed every man
Pull out from the game like a cat
No Ls hanging out from the back
Block holding up W like T'challa's hands
One time for the 65 and I'm repping the west side and you can't hide with your friends
Finna get hype like Im OFF-WHITE on my craft
Better step aside, shit is in-flight on my line
Kill in plain sight, flow is so fly like a kite
Keep my shit tight on a damn fight, get a strike
Finna ignite on your damn light when I write
Gotta do it right, put your hands high, fuck it up
When I want it, I just get it
Make it real, I make it steady
I'mma keep it to a hunnid
Motherfucker yeah I said it
I'm venturing out like a scientist
Manipulate all like a hypnotist
One day I will flow with the legends and I'm letting you know that I'm the greatest