Lombardi

(Verse 1)
I'm killing imbeciles who be rapping the typical
Barely rhyming a syllable still I'm keeping my principles
And I'm reaching new pinnacles and I'm being original
While you rapping the fictional I just do the unthinkable
Spitting riddles on these instrumentals
Still I never give a shit not even a little bit
I'm deadly like fentanyl when I'm up in the studio
With a flow not the usual but it's suitably beautiful
When I'm killing all these foes on the low hoes it goes
When you know you gonna blow so you really gotta go
A connoisseur in music cuz I really love to do it
And it's nothing to me I'm feeling B I G
In my C I T Y till the day that I die
See the dream in my eyes everything I've visualized
Of living so civilized on the grind all my life
Tryna fucking get it right

(Chorus)
Hold up
Wait
Let me set it straight
Hold up
Wait
Get up out my face
Hold up
Wait
You Know I run this space
With the pace to lap your ass in any race
Hold up wait my fate untold
Stone cold but these bars straight gold
I'm the shit straight flush don't fold
And I always keep goals that I need to uphold
Till I raise the plaque like Lombardi I gotta party
Facing super bowls in the studio making music
However I choose to do it when I'm going through shit it's so therapeutic

(Verse 2)
For all of my nearly departed I'm just getting started
I haven't yet charted but you know I want it
Still never taunting or flaunting I keep it a hundred
While you just be fronting I'm busting my ass to the top
I put that bitch in drive and my tires won't pop
Locked in on a vision and till I'm making a living
I'm taking shots at the building and facing the opposition
Now listen to this composition
What's written is a vision
Of living so fucking different
Most you bitches rap a gimic that I cannot mimic
I don't give a shit about the mainstream clout
Better simmer down if my name in your mouth
I never been better when I been rolling through my town
Bumping that new sound with a view so profound