For The Books

Aight lil Niggas this one for the books Working on my craft, throwing in some hooks Yo bitch like my style got her off the looks You know I'm da baker but I can also cook I ain't running off ain't gotta be a crook I'm new to this shit, but bro don't call me rook Got my own bag come learn what it took We on some different shit smokin by the brooks Trees turning yellow Flow getting mellow Know she love lil Steve I walk in she like hello Ass fat it's like jello She walked in lookin bello Rubbin all on me know she tryna play my Cielo Only smokin za roll that shit up in a hemp Boy these bars be hot as hell brodie check my temp Yeah I love my bitch how that shit make me a simp Moving up in the game remember days on gimp Got my own artist shoutout to my nigga J.P. Need the bands up front you ain't finna play me Niggas always in da grass knew they would betray me Ion like the talkin much unless you finna pay me Aight lil Niggas this one for the books Working on my craft, throwing in some hooks Yo bitch like my style got her off the looks You know I'm da baker but I can also cook I ain't running off ain't gotta be a crook I'm new to this shit, but bro don't call me rook Got my own bag come learn what it took We on some different shit smokin by the brooks Thumbing through some blues got some pinky's too New shit getting views Play it a couple times Give me a review Putting up a wall I'm like brodie pass the screws I know you heated now But let yourself diffuse Nigga Saks tripping I juss want my shoes I'm working everyday So what's yo excuse? Forever Bag Chasing Boy don't get this shit confused