Sake in Japan

[Intro]
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo, uh

[Verse 1: Elcamino]
This shit way deeper than rap, I can take you
Way back to when I was out on that corner performin'
Look at my stats, now I pull up in foreigns
Diors cost me a rack, more than likely
Niggas ain't even close, to where I'm at
Before I picked up a gun, already knew how to strap
Way before this rap shit, I knew how to get me some racks
I can go in any hood and get money
I could adapt
Now just buffalo, I can go anywhere on the map
But that's like, way before you even knew us my nigga
We took flights
But y'all do it for the 'gram, I do this shit in real life
A thousand hoodies from Japan
My nigga that's a Benz truck
I could have went with the Vet, but I bought the Fisker
I could have been that fast and weak
A fuck-up in the system
I was wildin' with my strap
Livin' life relentless
I made a half a million easy
Just of a sentence

[Verse 2]
Backseat ride
At least that's when I'm feelin' my best
I'm slippin, we slide
I fill in where the rap is contestin' what we provide
Please put me in my place if you feel like niggas be lyin'
I damn near drop jewels on all you niggas who rhymin'
You either learn from my mistakes or lose from, decide
Back then, all my freestyles was better than writing
I thought I found a place to call home, I got too excited
They knew we had the tux, like we got endorsements from Midas
I rather put my trust in a bitch I know who ain't biased
'Cause she'll rather go get that money while niggas dyin'
'Cause they'll rather beef over blocks or start a alliance
I guess you never know if it work if you never try it
Who even buyin', who even listenin', huh
And voice you opinions without a pot to piss in
You die over nothing, you had no right to living
Enhancing my team, feel like im Scotty Pippen
Hey, too rare for you niggas not to get recognition
More moves, let's announce them, shit you gotta pay attention
'Lotta hate, in a room full of failures I feel out of place
The only time you feel in love was when you out of state
I know there's beauty in your heart behind that powdered face
She way too quiet for someone who got a lot to say
So many thoughts inside my head, it's like a crowded space
My only chance of happiness is moving miles away
Too many steppin' stones, how many more
One night stands turn to a second home
I know a lot of fake friends, should have been left alone
They fall when the pressure on
No duckin' my weapon jawn
Was better off left alone
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