Boldy Fresh

[Intro: Brodie Fresh]

Yeah-yeah

I'm vibin'

Real life

Yeah

[Verse 1: Brodie Fresh]

Talked to God about my visions, I'm stressin', I'm cautious

I told him, "If this ain't for me, I respect it regardless"

He said, "Just look at where you started, you flexin', it's marvelous"

You turned your losses into wins and your record is flawless

I would just dabble in the trap, I was testin' the waters

Now it's jets over borders, big backends

For riddle-rappin', these blessings enormous

Shit, I was sleepin' couch-to-couch, now I'm blessed with a fortress

Just respect it, I'm scorchin'

Yeah, 'causе I been through the trenches, finally 4th & Inchеs

Man, I was warming benches, now the scoring's endless

Jump in a Maybach, sittin' way back, then slide where I stayed at

Just to remind me about the grimiest places I prayed at

To touch the soil I trapped on, 'could've got clapped on

They pointing like he made it just clap for him

Couldn't afford to cut my lawn in the front

Now I'm posted in Milan in the cut, the vision is vivid

[Bridge: Brodie Fresh & Boldy James]

I done risked it all tryna see my niggas ball

Middle finger to the law, we just gettin' to it

A couple obstacles were getting thrown (It's Mafia, what else?)

We had some goals and we just gettin' to 'em (227, GxFR, cha-ching)

[Verse 2: Boldy James]

Scatterbrainer, four nick with a switchie, I bet that'll change

Feel like I'm roofin' how I'm steppin' with this ladder hanger (Yeah)

Hungover, carrying concealed without no gun holster (Where we at?)

[Reverend ?] of the DMC, number one drug-zoner (KMD)

7-6 patches on my Amiris, suede Louis tint (Uh)

Bounce out Rolls-Royce, Don Gotti, they like, "Who is him?" (It's Jackson)

All that to the side 'cause sippin' Wock', this ain't no juice and gin (What else?)

Got more Gs in my left pocket than on this Gucci brim (Cha-ching)

Roadtrips to the good old mits, know we be trailblazin' (Ayy)

Take me back to Kent and [?], back to [?] (Take me back)

Stackin' all my tokens up, Carhartt hoodie born and raised (Rackin' up)

Early worms get birds, yes, I'm the one who coined the phrase (No droppin' dimes)

I pull up in that Bentley truck, a quarter and some change (Skrrt)

They know I'm ten million up, oh, now they wanna join the gang? (It's only us)

Foreign exchange student, Cuban with the big bale (Uh)

Two Ranges and a coupe, it came from movin' all this fishscale

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