Suburb

[Verse 1]
Look in the mirror feeling amazing
Switched from blazing to gettin' lost in the words all up in the pages
When you listen you feel the killer disease like shit was contagious
Spittin' flavor from when I was born till you motherfuckers can taste it, yo

This shit might just be my other half speaking
If this was a game, NOVA would master critiquing
Frats take Xan's for faster sleeping
I remember like 10 leaving
For what? to sit front row of pastors preaching
Knowing they the last to teach me
That I chase the cash not let the cash come reach me
The game's is a campaign and they tryna impeach me
Jams hitting everyone phone like a bitch at beach week
Neo is behind the curtain helpin' to make em fortified
Did homework from 4 to 5, just to make time to record at night
This isn't no game fuck overtime
Takin' it further like there was quarter five
While I'm dropping in on a quarter pipe
Your writing raps they corny borderline
You others can't even afford to write