Rearview (feat. Lord Souja & Alexander Duncan)

I use to slang candy in the hallways

My pockets stayed full even on an off day

Went from that to a manager

At Leddys donating every year to my community

Then Slanging beers for rocket man

Leaving with nothing less than a hundred

Multiple incomes since a youngin

Six told always be about ya money

Never cared for looking bummy

I buy the clothes and dare a hating **** say something

Music always been a second passion

But creating scenes

With actions are a better passion

Grinding out with the toads

Creating fashion

Stealing business mannequins

While rolling in the murda van

Watching Souja takeover taste

Ant slayed N.E.P

Swiz out the country

While I was building fans

That's all in the past

Some of those times I kinda want back

Nowadays I build houses from the ground up

Side hustles on an off day still a must

Roll through the hood pay a couple visits

Kick it to the youngins

And show them how to get it

Sure only some listen

And those the ones I see hustling after school and before its finished

Dutches filled full of sticky

Only take a couple hits

Phone call from my bitch

With the huge hips

She tryna get lit at her girl crib

Then want me to drop dick between her ribs

9 times outta 10

This happens every weekend

Coincidence or not I ain't complaining

I manifest my destiny

Y'all just playing guardian

Still using hip hop as my therapist

Liting hannah beats on fire

Like a targaryen

Mcs won't do tracks out of fear of him

Or hide the verses cause its

Better than theirs

I don't care my crew been

Better

My flows been better

I just been lending a hand

Don't wanna be no local

40 year old rapper man

Yelling at the camera like angry blackman

Now I just wipe my hands

With the old shit and competition

Skip to my loo

While I do what I do

Ain't no old shit

Or competition

In my rearview