Next Up - S2-E41

[Intro]

Leo on the beat

[Verse]

I fell in love when the boxes came

And I know it's a toxic trait

Disaster when I flagged that yute

Déjà vu cah I clocked that face

I was OT with pots and pans

I can't fry the pan but I lock that beige

Got lost when I first see Brick Top

Feel like Rick Ross when I drop this weight

They just ask me for a three for six

I can't believe the cheek in dudes

I was so young when they made me run

Cah Oliver Twist, I was stealing food

Dee said bro stay safe in the fifth

But I'm in a five-O with G units

You left your bro on a eediat ting

You came with don, did you leave with him?

I don't wanna let these demons in

I was with Rex OT with rebs

And we could've gone clear off cleaning sinks

They won't believe the weeks we lived

Coke and weed, and lean in drinks

Then I broke it out when they needed fix

B check call down the M, I'm shattered

I don't even know what sleeping is

I've barely worn a suit before

I don't wanna get locked by the uniforms

I drown my ounce in lube before

Then I'm town-to-town like Uni tour

I grown up teething like a newly born

Then I saw them shooting corn

Them man over there just Judas

Stupid, I know they're fake like unicorn

I take the plate, including yours

Grown men vexed, they ain't even got ten

So why is that man in Louboutins for?

Never had paps, I abused my paws

Donny got grabbed, he was talking war

I ain't gonna lie, bro verify

Cah they ain't got five that'll clean the floors

I was on five with a Z and scores

I barely understand them yutes

Cah they ain't on piss, they're amped and rude

The opps can't even afford a-

They better bank a pack or two

My brownin' drip like broken tap

But she won't relax her attitude

I hit the trap like Wayne and Max

I don't link with shotters, I'm taxing food