Way Too Special

Guns and butter baby If you know me then you know I’m coldest rain water Right before it’s bout to snow This like the only code That can be used to break the mold Back to back exceeding expectations I kick doors They falling down I pick em in time to go reload Together lets evolve Without a team you negus slow But aint too many loyal I been killing shit dolo You feel it in your soul When I kick it they want more This tradition I got codes That unlock what I imagine Could of used it all to grow But you won’t study what you lacking It feel like yesterday When we realized we had some power I read a couple books That taught me all about them cowards Enslaved the minds of those That know no better to devour Intelligent enough to show us love Then treat us sour We taught them to grow food Our ancestors built them towers Inflation made us grateful To make pennies by the hour I’m far ahead from where I used to be but I can’t stay here I’m from Marlboro County, South Carolina, we don’t play here We trap before we worked cause our grandaddy nem was slaves here They had to make a way here, prolly why they old and grey here Climbing up my ladder to create I envisioned I need more than my parents handed down to reach my children I’m ready and I’m willing to explore what I’ve envisioned I’m used to dodging feelings, tryna keep myself from killing You negus need to sit down, all that running round and crumbing That money we been playing wit could stack and build you something For sneakers, smoke and fashion we was hustling triple doubling Balling while you hurt can lead to losses shit be troubling I feel like I can save em but can’t trust em so stay distant I really wash the mud off everything I had consistent To flip like we make flips becomes tradition how you living Not used to having shit now I’m the shit and negus feel it