Hubris II

This goes as declaration

Firstly, I gotta say — this record ain’t for the attention

My therapy tranquility a type of motivation

Strangulation how I left you hanging

Couple years without a project — maybe you grieving

Like “Savage is dead, nobody got my hood shaking”

But you be in bed, like Xhosa huns, you sleeping on this

She brought a sports tights theme like she here for a kiss

Akuna matada (no problems)

I beat it up, it’s Rocky Balboa

Pass it on to my **** who outchea breaking a leg

Laqhasha gets him a snack

You know he collect

Loyalty’s Tommy Egan, I don’t have to pull the trigger though

Survived a mob attack, at 24 was in the trauma ward

Drunk as fuck, popping bottles on my face like I recycle

Now I’m the psycho

I score a bimbo, cut her off,

You should ask ….

Say the name drop will definitely make me suicidal

Like her ex-boy, I know she probably run a scandal

Nobody perfect, I reminisce it every second

How I went back and ….

Nah

I ain’t gotta tell the story

(Young)

First contender if they scouting for a Biggy Smalls

I’m commander, I got hunnies reaching for their toes

Up and up and making moves, lemme spill the beans

CPT, whipping on a Chevy like we overseas

Over years I still father the bar

I still maintain the fold aight

Daddy a star

And I mean it’s for the best, Gras-Plaza never had it

Tapping on my chest, showed some homies how to do it

Yeah x6