Social Distancing

In the wip, packed up in this shit You know what it is Young flames, always spitting hits Always getting lit In the bay, yeah that's where I stay Always going dumb Every day, hit my homie Kev Yeah he's on the way And we bounce, down to Nikkos house Straight to my accounts Every ounce, of this coffee, I'm been sipping large amounts When I write, usually at night, tell me is you down (Is you down) Is you down (Is you down) Im trying to get my rounds in This beat is so astounding EP, is so well rounded You see, the flow I found it I'm just tryna catch a vibe, like Im catching this flight Round trip for the low, boy im traveling light Just a bag full a kicks, laptop, and mic One take Danny, never doing it twice One take Danny, always doing it right Tell me watchu finna do with your life, yeah Rapping up on beats I can't afford to lease Y'all be driving whips and can't afford the lease Told my girl I need her to go forge the lease Married to the game, you better hold your peace Hit the group chat after when I drop the addy Pull up 40 deep, and then we get to wilding I told them when you need me, that's when you can tap in Enough of all this talking, let me get to rapping bout it Oh my god, I need a vette so i can pull the roof Top down 101, cruising, passing through the stu 2 For 1, what a deal, I can rap, and then produce Then do a show and jump on stage All my homies getting loose Tell me what you really do Tell me what you really about Tell me is this feeling new I just cannot figure out But tell me, do you love it My city, yeah I run it Never running out of juice cause i keep this shit a hundred, mother fucker