Sometimes Fresh, Always Clean

[Intro]
Seyno
Yeah, yeah
Hold on, Tae Retro

[Verse 1]
Up late night, I'm savin' the game, they thinkin' the Dark Knight returns
This prod' by Seyno, then this in inferno, I might let the studio burn (On God)
These niggas don't know who really got next, they prolly just waitin' they turn
If it ain't 'bout money or making a move, then Edison will not concern
I'm locally known, so I play lowkey, I will not be known as a target
In the rap game, I chose to be Sora, I can not go out like the heartless (Okay)
I might paint a picture with all these lyrics, so you can see I'm an artist
And even things may seem a lil' slow, I'm still gettin' money regardless (Let's go)
Nah, for real, get money, it's obvious
I'm top ten, you can go ask the audience
I'm makin' plays like I ran with the mafia
She act good, but I know she the naughtiest
Run it back 'cause the flow is immaculate
She all clamps with my D and she trappin' it
He swear he nice, but you know I ain't havin' it
Michael Myers from the back, yeah, I'm stabbin' it (Huh? Alright, let's go)
And I be snappin' spontaneous
He swear he posted with all of the ho's, but there's never none in his radius
She asked my name, I told her it's Retro, I only go by the alias
He swear that he hard, I'm in disbelief, my mind said something of athiest

[Interlude]
Ain't nobody dope as me, mm
Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm, haha
Ain't no— Alright, hold on
Uh, uh, Tae Retro

[Verse 2]
I only drop dimes, a ten out of ten, Tae Retro move like a playmaker
Niggas ain't look when I was down, so no, I won't go for no favor
Flow surgical, cuttin' the beats, kinda like Kyle with a lightsaber
Niggas gon' hate the process for now, but they'll be takin' the style later (All facts)
You go hit the store and you don't really cop, you know that's a hall of fame wall browser
Grew up an outcast, now I'm a big boy, I should've done a song with 3000 (Okay)
Used to unlove my direction back then, but now phone my number, you speed dialin'?
Kavi' and I out with a cannon like Nick, I hope you don't up and it start wildin'
Ho's in the crib, we got mass capacity
Niggas hatin', how they have the audacity?
All gas, I don't see how you passin' me
Hit the stu', then I leave it in agony
[?] verse how I'm punchin' on beats
She lovin' me, I'm so fresh and so clean
I'm a beast, man, a titan since teen
Playshot, how I'm wantin' the green (What? Hmm, Retro)
Let's get to the point, no conversate
Success is better for most of these niggas, I know they hatin' the aftertaste
If she wanna flirt, I might cut into her, it's like I came with a katana blade
Lot of these niggas ain't gettin' no money, just pipe down until you paid
I'm in the ceiling like I bought me a Xan
Only brothers, I d'ont know what's a friend
It's game time like I'm featured with Quin
I'ont know you, why you callin' me twin?
Me and mice got a good understanding
How you ballin' when you not in the standings?
I'm a genius, just look how I planned it
You niggas squares like a two-way spammin'

[Outro]
Nah, for real, like, you know when a two-way on you and then, nigga keep tryna rip the ball and he hit into— Yeah, you get it
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, ayy
Tae Retro, uh, Tae Retro, uh
Hold on, Tae Retro