Still Up

Sunrise tired with the brothers still up Say I can't be tired couldn't leave it to luck Kick it for a minute til the kicks looking rough 4 man in the whip til it's a foreign just trust Damn it's smoke and mirrors when I look up and see I need a T break cause they spilling on me Wrapping digits up in rings, rapping digits coming in But I don't really care long as the brothers just see Yeah, cuffed sleeve, slick shit Tucked chief, business Dodge the smoke like chimneys, I be St Nick on Christmas This that smooth flex, know that I live this They just watching on my come-up, witness Twilight hours til I'm stepping in the Christians Do what's required til I'm tired of the Michelins Moonwalk a mile with the mandem, they won't backstab Sweating in the gym, no I don't sweat a damn slag But I know that it's kind of peak The wrist matching with the neck like they siamese But I'm still going to tell a man don't watch that Rapping with my rocks so you know I'm bout to rock that Rocky ride in the four four whip Cabbage in the back like the coleslaw slip Adz up in the back stay moving like he sleeping Look up in the sky and the sunrising Sunrise tired with the brothers still up Say I can't be tired couldn't leave it to luck Kick it for a minute til the kicks looking rough 4 man in the whip til it's a foreign just trust Damn it's smoke and mirrors when I look up and see I need a T break cause they spilling on me Wrapping digits up in rings, rapping digits coming in But I don't really care long as the brothers just see See me talk about the vision, clear Tell them I'll just be a minute, I'm there And everybody that be lifting up their glasses The lifestyle slick when mine up in the air, yeah Neck ice, wrist glitter New fit, shit's fitter Step steeze, smooth creps Beats like modern Zimmer And still I'm up in Kams looking for some more chips Until they got the cams pointed at my new whips Ground floor garage space heater always keep man toasty Keep the trees in the paper make me feel like Mowgli F-I-T-B when I spit can't roast me Man I swear that I'm dressed for occasion mostly But all black fits with the bros Don't kick but I pose Still spit like a pro Damn I'll kill with the flow, got the AirPods in Stank face, nodding til the sunrising Sunrise tired with the brothers still up Say I can't be tired couldn't leave it to luck Kick it for a minute til the kicks looking rough 4 man in the whip til it's a foreign just trust Damn it's smoke and mirrors when I look up and see I need a T break cause they spilling on me Wrapping digits up in rings, rapping digits coming in But I don't really care long as the brothers just see