Make a Route

Uh, this that vibe, this that mood, nicca this that darkness Homie lookin' like the plate of food, stand still I'ma show you how them killers move Kind genius with a killer toon, soon as it drop watch it fill the room Time to ride around like inner tube, ain't bout money keep it shorter than in an interlude If she ain't real she can't feel the shoes, and if she won't kill then it kill the mood Keep it going yes it's automatic, all the attics want the smoke and want all the static F*ck your post and your quotes I'm who hold the status You ain't get the point you should hold a cactus Yeah I'm automatic with the flow, kill the beat put a tag up on its toe Think it's bout time that I'm finna go, think it's bout time that I let em know that I Came up from the gutter the gutter gutter and made it out Ain't nobody help me then I had to make it out Ain't nobody help me win I had to pay it out Ain't nobody point me to it I had to make a route I ain't playing any games with food, best believe I'ma eat like I made the rules Watch me like the neighbors do, bitch I'm gon' kill it like I'm Ray Caruth In this last eight all hail like a cab chase, it's so hard to say cheese in the rat race Fat man I'm steady eating with a fat face, just know that the goal is to bag chase And I'ma keep on stay on the object, my directive is directed it's not reckless Get straight to the point without an I message Just focus and concentration in I methods Yeah I'm automatic with the flow, kill a beat and put a tag up on its toe Think it's bout time that I'm finna go, think it's bout time that I let him em know that I Came up from the gutter the gutter gutter and made it out Ain't nobody help me then I had to make it out Ain't nobody help me win I had to pay it out Ain't nobody point me to it I had to make a route