Fresh Start

Wish I could say this was off of the top of the dome By myself where all my thoughts are just chrome I'm all alone Smelling real good when I wear my cologne Scrolling all day when I'm on my phone I'm on the road where I be in my zone Be in my zone Got to fresh start but I'm not clone Feeling myself when I'm home alone Blocked your shot but I'm not off top peeling away call me Karl Malone Talk my shit cause this not off rip y'all had to go and steal my flow Now I glow future star in the making but for now I'm down low My raps, so long their taking just waiting for them to download Bank accounts taking their time I'm trying to get the amount I'm owed Remember the time when my car was towed Remember the time when I paid my dues Remember the time they were so rude Remember the time I went out of line saw me a dime and said she's so fine Remember the time I'm out here starving for the beats that I picked from the harvest, this is the hardest Mean that shit literally out here rapping its Christmas Eve Rap shit is ease Now I'm in the breeze in the wind I wanna win I'm not in the bin going back and forth like its Wimbledon Never sin I am to thin got to go to the gym and put that work in Stacking all of my bread just so I can stay out ahead Getting left on read that was the feeling that I had to dread A fresh start will be good for you that's what my pops had said The next step is to breed my passion tryna get better with every song passing Don't text me your reaction line up the letters of everyone clapping Invite the endeavors I do this while napping Sold out arenas why all of y'all capping Me in the stew I cook up will rapping Just like ulu I'm down with the gang Yea I'm that dude with the shots that drained Thanks to all of that time I trained Making these raps got my mind so strained Dang, why do I, feel this way when I rap a lot I realized that I cap a lot Not knighted like Capsalot Coughing call me Dracula Cross me and ill drag ya nuts Hitting the flex like this is us Texting my ex like wanna f*ck That's a lie I'm the guy left your six like I'm Kowhai Fucked that bitch I felt alive Get to that green just like Popeye I'm a good friend I'm a fun guy Whipping the Benz I went for a drive Rolling the dice I hit me a five This shit is nice I'm hitting my stride Hitting my stride I say it with pride Then I realized that I had to apply Myself to grind the odds ill defy Yea I'm obliged to say that sometimes My head filled with rhymes and filled the banter They had the camera I'm shooting the hoops Not talking guns I'm not with the troops They got me running I'm jumping through loops Yea Yea They got me running I'm jumping through loops