Avant Garde

[Verse]
Pink diamonds, they spinnin’, they got my mouth shining
My mind jumping, listen to this shit the bass jumping
Track race, running past these niggas I’m number onening
They said the crown is for the taking and I’m coming for it
You better than me? Let’s put that to rest
Your ex just sent me a text saying I’m the one who treats her best
You sick for sleeping on me, give these niggas Sudafed
Yo shit put me to bed, lyrical melatonin
Science says I can be the greatest got the fucking components
That’s why I got the Fe if these niggas want it
I got that shit on me I just don’t have to fucking flaunt it
Leaving your crib full of ghosts like that shit was haunted
My team got more shooters than Golden State
This shit is not up for debate, y’all boys just love to hate
Rapping like I’m not 21 but thinking I’m 38
Leaving em’ out the gate
Y’all just don’t know the game
I woke up feeling phenomenal
Taking all these body shots, straight to the abdominal
And listening to your music optional
You shoulda kept that shit in the trash, it’s so laughable
I’ma throw that shit in the fire, this shit all mine
Back hurtin’, got the whole team on my fucking spine
Looking for me’s like playing seek and find
My teeth getting sharper, motherfucker I been on my grind
Look at young Reece, I’m star how could I not shine
Talking to a girl that’s so divine, she so fine
Had to hit her 4 times, made a rack off of 4 lines
More dimes, these pennies and nickels just give me more time

[Outro]
And that was “avant garde” by Reece Hughes
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