The complex

Spill that boy open like green peas Smokin' that gas, yeah I got green trees Pass me the syrup, that maple leaf You be rappin' your own make-believe Get stomped out and the shoes get creased Fuckin' with your own made disease You wanted to help, like, damn, bitch, please I just wanna rest in my own peace He thought he hard, but he don't really matter I got all the taste of the food on my platter Don't wanna sit and listen to your chatter We go hit the movies, we f*ck him right after Enter the codes like no other, damn hacker I'm packin' my bag and I keep gettin' fatter I know how to rap, so don't call me no rapper You call me boss, I'm just clickin' on the dapper Cuban link drip in my attire, fly like trogon Never wore a trojan Cause my ethnics don't explore that- Posted rolling up my natural, Blood soaked in my post-its; Keep em on me at all times To jot the floating courses- Roll the helix up and force it into every moment- This ain't that hard- I'm just taking off; Each step I break wood. Lumberer I cut down all these logs, Then a sort in order; make it work- Over look the peak of earth/ I don't see anything but urge- So I urgently curve. Meet up with homie kilometres down from my crib; Stimulate my ignorance by letting it out in my town. Korephic with the blade/ stick n twist if we in shit- Because the complex is where we grew up in.