HandsOnDeck
Day 1's
(Verse 1)

In the top of my class, graduation

You don't do shit, procrastination

I kill shit that's facts, no flagrants

It took time, came with patients



And now it's written, do you get the point

Got that loud around, just pass the joint

Ear drums pounding don't disappoint

I swerve hoes, that's counter points



Must I go on, got these chicks in they thongs

It didn't go right, must of went wrong

Got the tools to go deeper than a surgeon

When it gets bloody better know we're purging



This started when I was in the slumps

At work building walls, call them trump

When I was down they said it's just a bump

Fuck them dudes, got J's don't need a jump



(Hook)

All these people call me their day ones
Didn't support cause they lack funds
Buy shit and expect me to act dumb
I put shit together call it sums



(Verse 2)

It's a Marathon, I'm on the run

Call me the man now, it's just the bun

They say I'm hot, I'm my fathers son

Hands together just like a nun



I love to ball, that's my history

L3 the fam, its no mystery

I've never changed, that's consistency

Saying your my boy, that's real for me



No support that shit fake to me

What I got is what you got for free

I open doors without a key

Oracle, I foresee what's meant to be



Can't trust you while I'm at the bottom

Cause I'm on my way to the top, can't stop

Fucking with my flow when the beat drop

I cut you out the picture, that's crop

Beats going, so I can't stop

Hit y'all with a line, you flop

Smell what I'm cooking like the rock

Sandman without a clock, so time never stop



This is my story, read it like a plot

You're an accessory like a prop

Clean up nice just ask the block

Talking trades, why would I wanna swop



(Hook)

All these people call me their day ones
Didn't support cause they lack funds
Buy shit and expect me to act dumb
I put shit together call it sums