The Next One

[Hook] (x2)

They keep saying I’m the next one
But what the fuck I’m supposed to do until the checks come?
What the fuck I’m supposed to do about this light bill?
And the rent due, my nigga life real

[Verse 1]

They try to call it street corner rap
Cause they don’t understand it
I’m setting standards so you can’t call it wack
Get that fresh dope and you busting it out the wrap
They say that 90s boom bap, I brung it back
But naw, I brought it forward
Took real life situations and just record and then hit the booth and record it
Pay attention you could afford it
A fix if you broke
This dope that you ordered could be shot up or snorted
This is for your recreation
For your travels no matter the destination
This took years of preparation
I slaved in that kitchen, I needs my reparations
I’m just trying to live comfortable, nigga
Cause I ain’t grow up like a Huxtable
Shit, not even a Winslow
From family matters it was murders out my window
Crack dealing on them back streets
You a fool if you think I let you pass me
And niggas in the streets always wanna ask me
If I'mma pop or stay underground like my last beef
But all that talk just went past me
Cause I been eating tuna fishes for some past week
And my mind right now is on the cash G
And me and the devil gonna shoot it out when our paths meet
I just gotta go the hardest
Rapping or trapping I’m gonna eat regardless
Said I’m gonna eat regardless
Might sin to get this bread but God know where my heart is
They keep saying I’m the next one
But what the fuck I’m supposed to do until them checks come
Suited up in all black, no double breast shun
And I’ll be at your front door if my connect done

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 2]

I ain’t pay my rent in four months
Bout to hit the liquor store and just po’ up
Call Mizzo over and get tore up
Girl tripping said nigga you need to grow up
I looked at her and said you know what
Don’t say nothing to me until you grow nuts
Cause you don’t know how it feels to be a nigga
Made small in society with dreams of being bigger
I don’t expect you to understand
Cause you don’t know what it is to be a man
We only get two emotions
That’s happy or mad we gotta stayed focused
So we can’t even be stressed out
XXL cover, I got left out
And I was feeling like the best out
And my fans do too but still the rest doubt
I guess this ain’t for everybody ears
I guess it ain’t for everybody here
I guess it ain’t for everybody soul
This for that young and flagging that don’t know where to go
The shit make real niggas light up
So I could give a fuck about a magazine write up
I done seen some shit that will fuck your sight up
Fake friends left when I was down, I got right up
They keep saying that I’m next up
But what the fuck I’m supposed to do until them checks cut
Coming at your head nigga so you best duck
And yall squares, fuck checkers this is chess chump

[Hook] (x2)