KO

Verse 1:

Cloud Nino Pitino, shoot, reload/
We be to rap what, key be to keyhole/
Blow cinco L's of diesal, da king, da connect, da migo/
Who's here to collect what he's owed. Respect & Dollars & Strength ho/
Unlock the Locks, first I peep through the peephole/
Had a bitch named Jada, head was the Kiss Of Death, model Chic yo/
Off the cliquot, my Styles be so unique, flows wild/
My cliques my peoples who been with me since like 3 or 4/
Feet tall, knee high, seen em grow/
Roll with new folk & be singing "s'all good just a week ago"/
You tryna stunt, but like, our levels ain't even though/
I mean you live with your moms, but its cool you got some sneakers bro/
Talking get bread, I needs the dough, Bucks how Im seeing doe/
Ain't bout a buck, ol lame fuck, til you chumps change, you can see the do'/
Get to stepping, I keep stepping til I reach my goals

Verse 2:

You can see the growth/
You wanna see introspection, next track I'll bleed my soul/
But this track Ima get ignant wit & eat it whole/
Booty ass rappers, prolly eat the hole/
I give dick to the conceited hoes/
I be pumping the bass, aka speaker blow/
Audio dope, I smoke Cheech & Chong/
On the daily, with my Army, better yet my Navy/
So if you ever try to harm me, homie it ain't gravy/
So if you ever come in arm's reach, you should rethink it/
Most my 90's babies grimey, alot went off to college/
Most like I got left behind, in the city, where its hot & ain't talking bout climate/
Its 100 days of heat & still counting/
& most us prolly won't make it out chea/
& thats real, thats why im tryn bring us this route here/
If you ever been here, you know that we the south here/
Not the midwest, check it, I never needed no voucher/
In the in-crowd here/
I stay 10 toes down, today I'm on cloud 10/

Yall tryna roll out when?/
Just gimme the word, we'll get the world & all thats in it/
Skies the limit...