Black Out

Puligny Montrachet with A blunt of sour feeling like the Man of the hour You pushing flowers Boy you 6 feet here Welcome to the deep end Now let my flow sink in Spit a verse for every album That your team leaking Im tryna perfect my speech and Precedent my presidents The Patrick Ewing fade will make The city feel my excellence Make you stand still I got that Riga-mortis rhetoric Way pass your measurements Dont measure this... Finger f*ck a pessimist Still walk to work Im so pedestrian Tryna f*ck these two Twin lesbians allegedly They good with them 3s like Steph and them I wonder If they let me in I'm tryna intercept the Inner septums 20... 20 vision I ain't talking bout Elections, running with the best And Strictly be the crest and Hines up next thats progression Flowing my profession Insure you that I'm blessed In every session Hines up next thats progression Flowing my profession Insure you that I'm blessed In every session Cause everybody wanna clap now Just give a nigga space when he rap now Ain't tryna catch case when I black out The hold crowd ducking like the mac Out, ain't even a pull a gat out Cause everybody wanna clap now Just give a nigga space when he rap now Ain't tryna catch case when I black out The hold crowd ducking like the mac Out, ain't even a pull a gat out Uhh I got a trick up my sleeve The verse ice make you Slip in your ski's Saźon spice With a pinch of lawry's Salty niggas know my Season is arriving I want the whole plate when I arrive in, as long as I survive My family good, my team is striving Hakeem with the Dream No Clyde with the Gliding My niggas finna Rocket Tired of fucking up the profits Can't be out here spending more Than you deposit Stash that in your memory bank And preparate your guidance today A stagnant mind could Never stabilize Pay Its blue hunnits since the Image of our Skies were grey Now press rewind and Keep my shit on replay, bitch nigga