Part One: Secrets Safe

[Verse 1]
Hah
This is the shit that make n***as like you wanna knock on my door (aye, aye, aye)
Bottled some shit for a while but now fuck it, I had to explode (aye, aye, aye)
N***as just wanna control, meanwhile I had the remote
Plenty of internal conflict that happened, I had to explode (aye, aye, aye)
I been on the up-and-coming, I ain't ever been a runner-up
I'm a leader, not a frontman, but I'll let you lil' n***as front
La Fleur F-50, who taught you n***as how to stunt?
N***as got emotions on criss-cross, go up on the roof n***a, fuckin jump
Raf Simmons, Rick Owens, so much designer but you living with your mama, dog (and you ain't payin' rent)
I'm feeling like Cannon back in '09, I ain't really with the Drumma, dog (you know I ain't with the drama, dog)
We ain't got nothing in common dog, unless you putting up commas dog (uh, uh)
I'm Roy Batty, Blade Running, shit, I might hit you with the monologue (wooh)
Man down (man down)
They be screaming out "Man down!" (man down)
N***as used to hate up on 'Cuzzi (right)
Now them n***as all fans now (right)
Now them n***as got they hands out (right)
Yeah, now 'Cuzzi got bands now (right)
I made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends (right)
It's like I'm building castles in the sand now (right, wooh)
I've been dreaming to the fullest (woah)
Back when Rodney Mullen had a mullet (woah)
Top Gun Cruise, no bullet (woah)
I'm just tryna spend a night with Sandra Bullock, lord (right)
Ring the alarm (ring the alarm)
Tell them be calm (tell them be calm)
I do not fuck with no chickenheads, please bring them back to the farm (back to the farm)
Ring the alarm (ring the alarm)
Clear out the dorm (clear out the dorm)
Help will arrive in a minute, just make sure that no one is harmed (heh)
The recipe for disaster
You the type to answer questions, still guessing the answer
I'm swift, like Mr. Clean, a n***a mess up the matter
But I know n***as say the word'll make him mess with a hammer
I plan on, living forever n***a I won't expire
N***as tell me to give it up, I tell them "sing to the choir"
It's Fraiser, Ali, David sprung Goliath
Pastor told me to say a prayer, lit the bible on fire
(Hmm) I'm Sleepy Hallowing demons, I'm steady following
Under the moon, on top of the hill, with wolves howling
N***a
Part Two: Local Celebrity

My bitch rolling up a blunt
If I hit that shit once, I'll be coughing up a lung
Look around the city, can't mimic what I've done
A lot of people gonna hate when they notice you the one
You was doing fraud? I was selling blow
Fucking up a comma got drips down her throat
10 minutes past perfect in the depths of my mind but my n***a still lurking
Local celebrities n***a
I ain't stressing these n***as
Everybody want a plate, I say a blessing for n***as
If you really wanna eat, I got the recipe n***a
Yeah, I fell asleep to an angel
Woke up next to Satan
Sold my soul to the devil, I'm as free as a mason
Yeah, I got a hundred white bitches and they all love n***as
Yeah, back in highschool, I did 2-a-days
Now I'm in the studio every day doing 3 a day
I'm just a bad angel with some good intentions
N***as want a feature but I'm too expensive
Shit
They pree what the jargon is
I dropped "Set Fire" on em huh?
I am not a rapper, I'm an arsonist
My name ring bells in every continent
N***as wanna blog post now, I'm fuckin' with them columnists
Swerve right, make a left at the intersection
Chillin' in the cut with all this money, need a disinfectant
I got a bitch with some lip injections
And don't play that weak shit around me n***a..
I might disconnect it
How you doing? Nice to meet ya
Cut the cheque, Bye Felicia
Yeah
I'm better than everybody who coming up
N***as know where I be at, who running up?
N***a, popped my first M with Auggie
Had a n***a on bounce like I'm sitting on laundry
Eating sushi, drinking Sake
Had a couple wise cracks, but a n***a no Gandhi
These new kids metro, I'm still dominion
Liquor spilling, molly on the tip, go and lick it, tastes delicious
Mama never left the house, in return I had to face the wicked
As the only black kid in Idaho, man the shit was vivid
I'm from Toronto where they call it the 6ix
Tell labels, don't call unless they offering 6
I'm going off with the grit
So off with the shits
I be screaming out "done know n***a"
Jazz in this bitch like a trombone n***a
My shit finna drop and I postpone n***as
Having discharge like the ozone, n***a
Roll up to the club with like 3 or 4 n***as
Then I leave out the club with like 3 or 4 bitches
That's a light stunt..
N***as ain't safe out here
Spring time, n***as flake out here
Better hold your weight 'round here
Secret's safe out here
Yeah, 'Cuzzi