Intro :

Gold Roses, Therapist
(Let me Talk To Em)

Look..

Verse 1:

I don’t know where to go with this
Don’t even know where to flow with this
They say I can’t never blow with this
Cause I’m rapping life
Ain’t no surprise, they punish you when you rapping tight
Silly n***as in it cause they passing time, it’s a shame
These days everybody raps and it’s getting lame
These days everybody packs but they got no aim
In it to be the best, I can be your safest bet if you choose to believe
I ain’t even gonn’ front, I ain’t good with this fashion shit
So you’d rather be with the ones who do then look to deceive
The public eye, up on Instagram faking a life so you like and comment
You see I got dreads and think I’m tryna go where Cole went, fuck that
Ain’t nobody show cats you can be whatever you wanna be and fly like me
Instead of always being a wanna be and lie to fit in
Or try to fit in a throne instead of making your own
I smell good but I ain’t wearing cologne, it’s just the garden on me
No average Joe, rap to vent out that burden on me
All of a sudden homie I feel like this rapping shit easy
Rhymes on my iPhone, battery dying and this shit is freezing
Started like a year back, look back home ain’t nobody doing shit
I feel like the game needs me
And I wrote this shit in like a few minutes, just vibing out
Ain’t planning to put it out but let me know if you riding out
This shit gave me a rush, this shit gave me a rush n***a
Like when you see your blood just rushing out
All of that shit you talking ‘bout, we gonn’ have flush it out n***a
Put me on your track? I bet you can’t luck it out with me
The passion I got I swear you can’t take it out in me, it’s forever
And if it’s for the better or worse I’m good with the cards handed
Cause the flows I spit got em’ like “Ohh shit we thought the floods ended!”

Outro :

Yo, sometimes we just wanna have fun on these beats man
Still keeping it real man, you know what I mean ?