[Verse 1: Saba]
Apologies in advance, Mobbing Deep with the clan
290 to Dan, riotmen in my class
Beatboxin', Basquiat dreadlockin'
The nerdy kid, he stuffed in lockers
Tell em' be cool like a lozenge
Niggas see you with the flodging
They ready to pull your card, like uno out
I could tell you, but this shit you know 'bout
I'm talking 17 I thought I was the, told the, coldest
Skipping class, get my ass a phone and office
Left my job and gave they ass a one week notice
Back at home I feel I'm Macaulay Culkin
Knew this shit was good like I am Kobe, postin'
Never left the luck, I got a four leaf clover
Paranoid as when them boys will pull me over
Stackin' up my paper like a loose leaf owner
See me on Cobra, I felt like the culprit
None of they shit come down, treat me like a toilet
Tomahawk a hook and I 360 with the verses
Soldier like the service, bus like I got service
All they lines down, I'm around and they nervous
Reachin' on the ground like the carpet, persian
I come from a town where the topic: murder
I feel like the crown on my conscious, curvin' it
News like I'm Burgundy, hurtin' me so
Worth to be perfectly hurt me and mo'
His sound it might sell, if I ain't never grow
I didn't fold when a label approach
Lay down a lay, it's a-rest like Joes
Stay in your lane like you payin' a toll
Hate cause they ain't gonna pay what they owe
Snakes in the grass, put the apes in the zoo
Gorilla readin' corinthian callin' you realest like Christopher callin them Indian
This is not that
Presidential I should get a top-hat off experience
Quiet like librarian, how they all silent around
I'm like that guy in the town
Die for the crown
I keep my ear to the street
I keep my eye to the clouds
Apologies in advance, Mobbing Deep with the clan
290 to Dan, riotmen in my class
Beatboxin', Basquiat dreadlockin'
The nerdy kid, he stuffed in lockers
Tell em' be cool like a lozenge
Niggas see you with the flodging
They ready to pull your card, like uno out
I could tell you, but this shit you know 'bout
I'm talking 17 I thought I was the, told the, coldest
Skipping class, get my ass a phone and office
Left my job and gave they ass a one week notice
Back at home I feel I'm Macaulay Culkin
Knew this shit was good like I am Kobe, postin'
Never left the luck, I got a four leaf clover
Paranoid as when them boys will pull me over
Stackin' up my paper like a loose leaf owner
See me on Cobra, I felt like the culprit
None of they shit come down, treat me like a toilet
Tomahawk a hook and I 360 with the verses
Soldier like the service, bus like I got service
All they lines down, I'm around and they nervous
Reachin' on the ground like the carpet, persian
I come from a town where the topic: murder
I feel like the crown on my conscious, curvin' it
News like I'm Burgundy, hurtin' me so
Worth to be perfectly hurt me and mo'
His sound it might sell, if I ain't never grow
I didn't fold when a label approach
Lay down a lay, it's a-rest like Joes
Stay in your lane like you payin' a toll
Hate cause they ain't gonna pay what they owe
Snakes in the grass, put the apes in the zoo
Gorilla readin' corinthian callin' you realest like Christopher callin them Indian
This is not that
Presidential I should get a top-hat off experience
Quiet like librarian, how they all silent around
I'm like that guy in the town
Die for the crown
I keep my ear to the street
I keep my eye to the clouds
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