Top down, peering far as the eye can see,
in my dreams i’ve escaped entrenchment of this economy
my soul gets teary eyed when i take a step
towards the path of growing into, the lions breath
that i inherited from my ancestors, know they watching
blessing dropping
that’s how i survive, day by day
that and my brothers who know me play by play
they don’t fake
play those games, they gon spray you
like a dog with bad manners
yo homies feds, they catching strays
been winning so much, feel like doing the harlem shake
and y’all niggas not on my level, y’all homeboys don’t use consent
You niggas not that ethical, stop capping for the gram (like fr)
new season 