Third Grade

The road I'm on is long and lonely. No new friends. No, I don't owe you shit Pay dues now all y'all owe me dough for all the flows so sick May I present a proposition. You pay me then stop your bitchin' Third grade's when they ask me what I wanna be, then I said rich Vacation to the mountains and a shopping spree. Plus lots of trees Have this sick ass patio out back. Big facts, but actually It took the whole damn summer. DIY we got that equity We hot. No stopping Land$hark on the track He's on a roll like paper towels Stackin' paper into towers In the town I hold some power Lease a beat to eat. Give me a week Then I'll devour that shit Then I'll spit a hit I've written. Pistons firing You wishin' you had asked me a feature back before this dropped The road I'm on is long and lonely. No new friends. No, I don't owe you shit Pay dues now all y'all owe me dough for all the flows so sick May I present a proposition. You pay me then stop your bitchin' Third grade's when they ask me what I wanna be, then I said rich Told my man right here go take the lyrics: chop, chop, chop it up Fakes may say you a lame - dang, you throw dirt on my name Brush that off then keep on moving Onward to the Golden Gate Bridge I've never been to Cali Still stay in a golden state of mind I'm fine. I swear, I'm good. It doesn't bother me to find You salty like the brine The wine decanting in some China, fine I've been feeling fancy, pinky up at toasts and tango dancing Mad mangos, a few papayas aye, aye, aye, I don't get tired The road I'm on is long and lonely. They say enjoy the journey Bring along my friends and family. That's the one thing I'm demanding Got damn Drop this tape I'm sick of planning Got bands Not yet I'm too demanding Look so fresh, so clean like something you would see in magazines Keep the party jumping like a trampoline. Say pardon me You're in my way, so don't get mad at me when I come flying by "Move Bitch" get out the way by Ludacris is such a vibe Born in '96 but something clicked the year 2005 Asked me what I wanna be. Then I said rich. It took some time Simply learned that I won't have to work too much if I could rhyme Like really, really, really well. Surprise some people on the way Like you & you & you. My mom and dad for sure knew I'd be great My skill arise from practicing consistently. Now count that cake Discount the fakes. For goodness sake. You hear this stuff they say? Land$hark the best. I'm better than you dude. I'll say it to your face The road I'm on is long and lonely. No new friends. No, I don't owe you shit Pay dues now all y'all owe me dough for all the flows so sick May I present a proposition. You pay me then stop your bitchin' Third grade's when they ask me what I wanna be, then I said rich