35TH ST FLOWS Lyrics

I made a tape on corona to show you that I'm really sick with the raps

Hawking and spitting right into your mask

Into your ears with these intricate rhythms I spit over tracks

Bitch I'm on Budlong and 35th writing inside of my homies new pad

They've been housing me for a few months

Can't wait till I pay em all back

Cus they'll never know what I felt sleeping on this air mattress to stack up my cash

It's gratitude over the shame

Their sacrifice over my pain

It's more than I ever could say, my life been so fucking insane

It's a miracle I didn't break, I mean shit is still tough but

I'm chasing my dream in the land of the greats

Pac, Dot, I'm talking Los Angeles

I'm talking LA

Gave away all that I had for this shit

So don't ever question what I've done for this game

Don't question my love for this game, don't question the passion

All of these rappers half-assing

Slacking care more about fame than the money they make

Woah ay

I keep on hustling with flows that I know that they never could say woah ay

I kill a fifth of that henny alone, that's my only mistake woah ay

You and I, we not the same, you could never relate

I pop an addy then club like a caddy then sing for a baddie the very same day

Stupid

Rockstar life I've liked since I was high schooling at that private institution

Good ass student, shitty job, but the best at writing music

Don't confuse it

If we talking finances, mine are bullish

Y'all are bullshit

Wait while I'm catching my breath

I smoke a stog every morning my lungs are a mess

Andrei got blunts that'll put all you bitches to rest

That's a testament to how we hustle, this struggle is more than just stress

Really it's something so blessed, it's beautiful

My life was tailor-made for studios not fucking cubicles

All of my woadies on some pharmaceuticals

I spend my money on this music, booze, and bougie hoes

Who love me like some groupie hoes

Powdered noses doing blow

Louis V bags, what the fuck you think I do this for?

Lamborghini trucks, Ben Franklin bucks, you know the usual

Add to that the history we'd make, the irrefutable

The fucking indisputable

Goat of the generation

Fuck your hate and all your hesitation

Fuck your conversation no debating

I got horns on my head like I'm fucking satan

God on my side though I'm levitating

On these beats I don't breathe off of medication

Hyperventilating off a pill

I'm only 21 get out my grill

I was in Pittsburgh sipping liquor with all of my brodies who solid as steel

Bitch I'm a wizard way I flip words and I pop all these bottles and seals

Flow really militant like navy seal

Adrenaline rushing my veins and my arteries

This shit too easy it never was hard to me

Finally realizing I am a prodigy

Of Prodigy, wreaking Havoc, I've been Mobbing Deep

Got The Infamous CD somewhere in a box

to remind me that no one can talk to me

R.I.P. to legends who shaped me like pottery

With my talents I hit me the lottery

Word to my momma she gave me these harmonies

I'm a seoul city kid so I'm stubborn as shit

Fremont kid so I'm hyphy

I look you dead in the eye with no visine

Bitch i'm a dog so u know that i'm feisty

Doggin ur main i'm doggin ur side piece

I get their numbers i don't do no ig

Murdering instrumentals so indict me

Carti and Jordin put you on a white tee

I kept it real from the start

I really been sharing my scars

I never been scared of the dark cus that's most of my life, I can't tell it apart

From all of the bright lights shining on me in the club

I mix the vodka with bottles of bub'

Life is more fun when I'm feeling fucked up

Pass me the blunt like CP3

C3PO on my neck and my cleats

Gold on my body like a PVC you can see it beam when I'm eating these

Beats, eat it like its BCD

Me, I'ma be on TV screens

She gon be fuckin' me at meet and greets

Cigarette or chanel?

You gon CC me