[Intro]
Uh, check it
[Chorus]
I got art for sale
Talk about the struggle in the darkest tales
And I'm pushin' for success, I ain't tryna fail
In a world full of sinners, long line to hell
I got art for sale
Talk about the struggle in the darkest tales
And I'm pushin' for success, I ain't tryna fail
In a world full of sinners, long line to hell, uh
[Verse]
What's the mission statement? Money is the motto
Smokin' on Gelato in Cali, countin' the guapo
Rememberin' the times I was broke and that shit was awful
Always stay on point, I got the iron for a waffle
My pen game sharp, it's like I write with a blade
My pen game sharp, emcees walk on the edge
My style is like a triple-double, call it Westbrook
Sometimes I rhyme unorthodox, sometimes I'm textbook
Either way, I'm doin' my thing; yo, let's cook
Give a person food for the brain, my [?]
[?], so that's more or less bull
Clips pull, don't make me leave your chest full
Grand opening, grand closing
Wrist frozen, steppin' to Tha God is a known end
I always like the beats with the low end
Gimme a microphone and setup and I'm goin' in
I'm ahead of the game by many laps
Always on attackin' when I'm plottin' on this many racks
Stayin' focused, gotta stay away from evil cats
They got motives, why they hate: we ain't got even stats