[Verse]
Yeah
From the underground, homie get Bobby's Tarantino
Then I'm Rodrigues and this is a fuckin' double feature
Non-believers been prayin' for my collapse
But homie I just spent my mother's fuckin' mortgage on these raps
Yeah
The crew is small but I'm leadin' the shit like Leonidas
Three hundred goons goin' Kubric, call it the ultra violence
Don't need the love but the accolades
Homie I know I been grimin', since the days I was burnin' cities and Jedi mind tricks
Yeah
Don't bring the scalе in to question and stop it
These bitchеs love me more than dresses when they got some pockets
My trajectory movin', we'll make it nauseous
And the game may need a flavor, and your boy got all the sauces
But I'll leave 'em with the szechwan, yes god, line 'em up
And know that I'm the best, not signed, yeah I'm 'bout to pop
I'm always independent from the label to the truck
That’s how we keep it grindin', I don't ever need to stop
Uh!
I wrote this verse in the middle row of a dirty van
We'll turn around the country
In a couple months, tryna meet the fans
I can't afford a DJ, I keep the set on a single track
But I still rock a crowd more than all of your favorite bands
The kid is fresh, I'm Benny the Jet and we got flyers
You say I'm blessed, I say I'm working hard and tired
You talkin' texts, I'm talkin' some comic books and tryna
Sneak out of my job and write some verses without getting fired
Yeah
Push it till you make it, that's your current state
You see it doesn't matter, the circumstance, you can level up
And know emotionally and physically you can make a change
As long as you been willin' to do the work and then settle
Whoo!
Livin' a dream has got me barely sleepin', scared to lose it
Maybe I need to take a break and try to seek improvement
Holdin' the world between my shoulders but I'm human
And tryin' to make it think that I really know what I'm doing
Yeah
See, you ain't shit if you never up in the studio
And only using clout from your music to fuck some croopy hoes
'Cause I been riskin failure and hoping to find some room to grow
I'd rather be some garbage than someone who just recycles flows
Psycho mode, love playing music but I don't like the road
I might explode and go watch the flack on the [?] nightly shows
I'm twice as cold as Jack and Rose after the wreck outside the boat
Tryna float like Marty on hoverboards, when I'm writing
Oh!
The highest score that you've ever seen, it's an easy challenge
I'm Tony Hawk up to rendering in the [?] for balance
A modern marvel, no Carol, but you can call me Captain
Ekoh and Logic: the feature that needs to happen uh
