Tortured Artist

[Verse One]

Welcome to the trapform
Watch for the traps though

Put a classic out and let it slip through the cracks, nah

Y’all done slept on my flow
Y’all done slept on my floor
But scratch that, no more
Come and peep this trapdoor

Is war fair? CO-D
Its warfare, Sun Tzu

Game 7 and I’m coming clutch like LeBron do

Studios we renting
Fake it till you make it

How we make this image
Photoshopping genius

Homie hit me up say
Hook me up with beats aye

Hit him back with fire run the bill up like its Chauncey

Should’ve gave a feature
But ain’t nobody worth it
Teaching y’all to surf coz a nigga mad wavy

They say Sichi gone crazy
Sichi gone crazy?

But really does it matter if a brother still amazing

Really does it matter if I’m trapping in the closet
How does it affect you if I’m known for being conscious

[Verse Two]

Damn he so versatile
Run it for a hundred miles

Artist with paintbrush
Do your girl’s makeup

I’m a starving artiste
Tryna make ends meet
Socks on in the house, never getting cold feet

Feeder of these rap fiends
Putting out this dope eish

Album of the year got your whole town OD
Shorties from the gram tryna cuff like the police
Leave em on read honey, bee’s getting blue ticks