Verse 1: Will Is Chillin'

Like its boarded up no telling what's in store
5'9" talking like i'm 6'4"
Hit record every time i get bored
What does that tell you? i don't have a life
Let it blare through the serato
Brain was a 5 bod in another model
To the room vroom vroom claim she never revved the throttle
I can't ride a Harley but i rebel like legato
Flow been goat since yolo was the motto
Polo is the boxer jack is the bottle
Crack is the notepad lookin like a novel
Far from a novice i'm the Mann like Otto
Verse on auto hit reverse when it’s over
Never let me spit a verse when i'm not sober
Evidently been the worst hiding my emotions
Blame the potent and the potions watch my  eyes gloss over
Flow saks fifth got yours at 5 below
Like my girls thick and my grigio pinot
Had me pound it twice so we’re almost at a kilo
Never roll a c note my pack got b.o
Emo with the subject matter even tho im lethal
Been a proud mutt grandma use to call me juanito
Lights cameras action when happen to be rapping
Staged murder on this track had it tacked to my b roll
 
Everybody makes trap music
Edm but take it easy on the e
Everybody just act ruthless
Kill a beat i half ass through it

Verse 2: Rebel Legato

Really Had Start doin stop thinkin 
Really I been in ma head all week
Day job weak, I escape for a fee 
Figure four blunts lift me off my feet
Can't sleep 
Gotta solve everything 
I can't creep
Love life make me love the cream 
I can't dream 
Real life really what it seem 
If you stayed down truly you know what I mean see 
I just figured out my flows chisel my name in dat stone 
Numb to it all windy city too cold 
Spent to much time Thinking what I did wrong 
Just pass me a bong 
Pack pot den go rip someone song 
Wit too many flows 
Stop me 
Respect me dont copy 
Jus follow papi
TCG be Mafia 
Of hip hopin 
All da competition sloppy 
I'm feelin godly 
Let my soul glow 
Proudly 
I ain't gotta act hot 
I ain't gotta bad side 
Wait Only when I'm anti 
See me on the north side 
Lakeside 
Erwhere I go bet I'm certified 
Erwhere I go bet I hear ma shit 
Erwhere I go they gon say I'm rich 
Rich wit soul, my heart a hole 
Filled wit gold, I spit flame till I'm dead an gone