Hold Paper Not Grudges

I got everything from working music
I'll be pressing issues 'til the day passes and you see the bruises
For all the ones that think they're too exclusive
I just do this for the sport, last resort wasn't all inclusive
Bring your own bottles
You can't ollie better get a longboard with the motor going full throttle
Cuz you're one of them
You're Amazonian
My uncle has his photos in the Smithsonian
I'm a young lord
All this power in my blood
I'd rather hold some paper not a grudge
And my heritage is richer than the one percent
We learned to hustle when there wasn't any money spent
All my heroes sold drugs and had dirt bikes
Some made music or represented the turf right
Victim of they circumstance, there wasn't any options
You either had a jumpshot or you was Glock shottin'
Luckily I'm none of that
I had to make a ton of raps
But I was outside doin' shit they're talking in they raps
Worth a couple racks in tats, this shit is a commitment
I know the father and the son, but not the holy spirit
If I never done it, you won't hear it in my lyrics
The voice pulls them in, then they stay for my appearance
But I'm always thriftin', always shoppin' in the clearance
Tryna' save some money and avoid that interference
Call me god body, spiritual or esoteric
I'm three times great like I'm Hermes Trismegistus
This all black is real, I don't do that for aesthetic
As above, so below, the flow is so hermetic
Tighter than a virgin with this mic I'm like a surgeon
I'm killin' all my beats and then I call the paramedic
Got these niggas mad when my new shit is emerging
Smokin' on a salad and I'm all about my lettuce
Suede... God