April Fool$

[Verse 1]
Yeah, uhh look
They say the boy really beaming like a UFO
Signing for the TKO
Hanging with fireman coz I'm with the smoke
All the days I been broke be the realist shit I wrote
All the times I been up taught me how to lay low (shit)
Remember days by the pay phone, rang for a minute
Making calls for a put on now we on
My music stay immortal like a response
Whenever that we recon
If its a rivalry then I'ma respond nigga
That's on God nigga
And my flow steady dripping like its Dijon nigga
All these people really talking like they rode with us
But my circle stay tight like a slim fit nigga
Who really with us?
Camp full of twenty niggas
Only like ten of them cats with the real niggas
I'm the type to cut you off
Shit, man this game is bitter sweet
All these rappers fucken soft
Better set a meeting with a real boss
Shit, this is pure magic you gon' need a Oracle or a relic just to catch it

[Skit]

[Verse 2]
Look
Definition of sophistication
Meeting with familiar faces
Strangers in the circle over complicating situations
Money is the conversation getting it the situation
Label me a star that's what happens when you got the patience
Phone of the hook lately
Hectares in my book baby
Like a Jigga song I ain't even need a hook baby
Make a mili-on and reinvest it in the hood babies
Keep your head up and my eyes man we all made it
Still famous, I'm hood famous

[Outro]
Yeah, tape coming soon
Get yours I hope you ready