Sky Hooks
Verse 1
Alright, this the type of ***t they be playing at the barbershop
I hear these ma****as saying that it's all for naught
But I ain't stopping till I make it to the top y'all
They about to feel stupid talking like a dropped call
Cause I'm about to pop off ma dude, the flow too cashy
And this white dude ain't trashy
I'm actually college educated, U of R abbreviated
Got inebriated but ma GPA was still amazing
On that 3.93 tip, **** you know about a
Eastside G spittin uncontrollable
I mean if clever was the measure, then I'm better than
Whatever rappers getting cheddar, I'm the king, and they Coretta
They some ******* like a kennel got
****y spittin devil hot
Listenin to my writtens got you whistlin like a kettle potttt
I can't stop til I make a dent
But this is greatness, take it in
Ya namsayin cuz
Yall ma****as wanna be that kid
Want to lease that whip
Want to be that sick
Das a ma****a in this ma****a getting dough
Like a ma****a in this ma****a whatchu know about a
Late teen wit dreams, debate team to frees
To makin these hooks like Kareem, yamean
Now ya man deep in the game, but keepin the same
Cause I believe, I been keepin the faith, y'nawmsayin?
And I spit that ***t so asinine
Been known to jerk my **** just to pass the time
And I ain't never really care for these fake ma****as
Take ma****as cake like I wait on these ma****as
Hate when these ma****as talk to talk
I'm at the plate, but you know I'm getting walked or balked or somethin'
And you ain't even in my league lil shawty
I'm a beast you can find me on the beach wit a sporty lil young thang
Tan lines out the ass, so bad she about to go to Alcatraz
I gotta second wit the tenth, thinking alphabet
Lil ****y only breaking bad *******, Malcolm's dad
I'm on the beat, know you heard of that
G that'll murder cats
Freak raps, my dude, my genes in a fertile sack
***** full a ballplayas, Archie Manning
I could even let a few in ya family
Now I'm laughing cuz
And I'mma cake like it ain't nothin
I stay humping wit a ****, trying to date something
I'm straight frontin cause I'm not, hard top on my mama's Lexus
I ain't stoppin til Lil ****y and Obama texting
Dog, I just wanna rap til ya man straight blow up
I'm nasty, throw up
My fam reads Torah
And I can do this ***t on the reg ya dig
White mack sound brown like Texas's
I'm really dreaming bout the 22s but I can do it though
I got a Jewish flow and I ain't ever had a student loan
I think you knew it though, darling, ya man correct
I tell y'all bout ballin, Stan Verret
Cause I been known to use a metaphor
Only ****** ten or more
Thought I was an artist but I think I'm liking metta more
Atlanta, Japan to Amsterdam
Ya boy bout to run up into the stands, ynamsayin baby