Crocks and Socks

[Verse]
Crocks and socks the lifestyle that I’m really rocking
Body whatever nobody blocking this Mortal Kombat
I’m not a brown boy that makes wanna-be black songs
Got a real love for the craft and the influence of black gods
I know somebody’s gotta say it at some point
See me in person let’s talk and you’ll get the same story
It’s all genuine, all authentic, set my intention every morning so I’m all on center
This one here is really for my ABCD’s
Underdogs like Chris B attempting a 3-peat
Dropping songs in DM’s like I’m handing out CD’s
You could catch this Bar like LSAT
Lifestyle is PJ’s and getting scammed on eBay
Cooking crazy daily can’t even hear what he say she say you been on
Look, I just make my songs
Do this from 6 am to 11 pm just like lebron
Talking to dad about how he’s gone’ treat my kids
I’m like 20 now and I know now that life is such a trip
Last week I got a text about a plane crash
Same day complained about my job and these fake rappers
Stupid
And I know that there are bigger things in life
I’m balancing love and hate on like wouldn’t it be nice
To take a day off, I can’t though
Too much to accomplish
Lotta goals I gotta do I’m in it for the long stretch
Y’all popped in late summer watch you sizzle by the solstice
I switch like Tee Dizzle
Y’all are barely coping
Dealing paper cuts on Twitter trying to hide you’re broken
Do grams on the gram a line online followers know you’re chosen
Don’t we know it
Hocus pocus
There goes our focus
The coldest lotus clover locusts holy verses warned us for it
God and gold is really all that’s glorious
If I’m honest the hardest blows are apathy and losses
I’m a, Tired ex-teen-ager
Fired up dream-maker
Aging faster these days
(Yeah)
I’m tired of cartoons, in a jif your jig up and stabbed
You sound like gibber gibber jab
I jab and dip and flip the raps
I slit the page with pen and pad
Sip self-belief with double hands
The blood from tongues is spilling fast
And you move fifty gifs to tippy top like jeez they dipping fast
I’m on my P’s and dipping last
I brought the stu into my pad
So I don’t sleep I snagged the plan
I have to have it by 25
Reality has never lied
I put my soul into each line
And let the bodies drop and lie
Oowee like .Paak and rap
Look round the walls close fast
I got the power in my hand
The hungriest I’ve ever been
Offer dap and I never did want me a part of it this from apartment Watch what it sound like when I go buy mama the house on the beach and I’m still in apartment
That keep me hungry
Who out her sonning me
I gotta get it I’m saving the money b
I don’t know who to be
Just me that’s usually
I don’t know who to beat
I could do beats and the feature for jewelry
Keep it real I never met a loud talker that loved himself
I never met a starving artist that could fund himself
With no deal
I’m a miracle in mental wealth
I don’t know if made men make men but women do
Strongest human I ever knew was my mama in middle school
Divorced two times two with babies
And still raised me not to be shady
Never passing M&M’s to babies or sliding digits to ladies if it’s not reciprocated
Consent at all times
I'm out