Tar Heels

Got boulder shoulders way I hold it all Got close visions, Even closer calls I'm not the one to boast at all, yeah I be the one that drives on lonely roads The way I make the whole track shake She thought it caught the holy ghost I'm known to drive with back breaks A step could turn to holy donuts Come on you know he on it I'm thankful for the friends that ghosted Cause life's an unfriendly ocean Still we coasting You gotta stay in motion when you in to self-coaching Help my heart or help no one I'm Steve Nash with the floater, made assists after crossovers Shit, you'd be a fool to leave my shooter open Aim the 40 at his roof My rhymes will boom A skull broken I found hope around the hopeless Bitch I got the golden tokens And every time I rap, it's like a god has spoken Got me taking Scarface baths From Chi Chi grabbing Yola Now I'm older All I gotta do is grab the cash Or grab the stroller Grab the stash and watch my son grow up Bitch, I'm grown up I'm dipped in sky blue like a Tar Heel I bought the banshee with like four wheels I bought the mansion after recouping like four deals Then bought a ranch with four more deals I swear paving roads gave my Tar Heels I see these niggas acting, but my part's real I'm hired talent, but I brought skills