Rap

I like this shit Light my shit Villains in villages my vernacular's equivalent Crazy ass intelligence the shit that I'm gifted with Kicking my innocence Stand behind these bars like you fit for ya sentencing I pray that you listening This vocal imprisonment, I value my penmanship Persuasively ignorant and my provocative's penitent Never accepted dawg like the life of an immigrant So I'm saving these images, missing some mistresses We some misguided misfits and our mission is militant My intellect's in effect, throw shots and I intercept I'm in her net and I'm testing techs If you coming for me come correct If you coming for me come correct Ain't no one stopping me Ain't nobody dropping me These classified commodities with casual animosity Artificial analogies with annual apologies Stars aligned like I'm taking astrology Catastrophic collisions some predictable predicaments Equalling advantages, it's evident My events condescend that vital vigilance I'll kinda send a condolence Once they pay for my performance Snapping on my recordings They begging for a portion I'm slaving for the whip, I need a Cedes and a Porsche and Prolly even an explorer, always feeling like a tourist We hopeless, since when did praying pay for phone shit Light bills, & heat, all the essential home shit Calculating these casualties Them bitches laughed when I said that I rapped They supported when he said that he trapped But of course, but of course I show no remorse Get a kick outta this You bought me last week They saw you and said "you got the hottest things on your feet" Some grey areas, but I promise that I'm cool like the shade I dropped in '95 so we bout the same age Over the years I been changing This just my latest color-way Your favorite number 11, you changed your Instagram the other day And to tell you the truth People post me a lot I look smooth on the court, but most noticeable on the block But I plot, so don't hate this Even if I tried I couldn't fake this You keep money in the shoebox that I came with That shit'll never equal the amount he consuming Y'all love this nigga so much y'all don't even see what he's doing From 6 rings to prison pipeline But get love like the goats get Ironic every time I'm released, your people go in Rob you of your freedom, kill off any opportunity He talk a good game but he's not one for his community Racial issues pop up, his name ain't one to pop up But you can see me on the feet of these black kids who've been shot up By the same ones who book you and your people And it last forever We living in a world where goats and pigs working together I'ma chill, I'ma chill, I'ma chill out I'ma chill, I'ma chill, I'ma chill out, aye I'ma chill, I'ma chill, I'ma chill out, aye Aye, I like this shit Now light my shit I like this shit Now light my shit Oh by the way I write my shit