poet

I could run and be a boss - session

up in boss mode, trap god leaving all these problems in the past like a control

but hear my story, all I need is lowkz in this hole I took a vote, trap won - know I’ve just begun leave you spun it’s a gimmic hear the lyrics of this song

I like bong, and all I have is good

the devils smoking trees, and my statues just been stood - enough planned

I’m really just ya man couple grands couple grands yes that’s all I wanna hang

I’m putting lowkz on a chain - cuz life is like a ship you’ll be missed you’ll be missed so won’t you comprehend this gift

lockdown got me boarded up

snakes try exploring us

fakes man they’re fake that’s why I never have a story nut -

I started as kid cuzzy ended up a man of me

grandma passed away so I’m spinning this insanity - I’m actually, better than you factually no you couldn’t match with me a tragedy just for thinking god would never hatch with me.