ECHELON Lyrics

I'm not tryna be a freestyle artist

But when I refer to the beat I say rest in peace to the dearly departed

Move so fast verbally I break wind like I farted

On the move I got that blicky wrapped up

Fuck around and you gon make the blicky act up

Heard some sirens so I quickly packed it all up

Takin this quick

You can get your sticky backed up

Fuck your offer you can stick it back up

Pick it back up

Put it back down

Do what I say, I fuckin run this town

I don't pray to god cause I don't need no fuckin help

Spend days by myself cause I don't need nobody else

Need me some fans cause it's hotter than hell

The lower I stoop to you the worse it fuckin smell

Like rotting flesh I'm so loose I fall off this shit

Coffins on the wall, I spit

Coughing up blood on my throne, it's so fit

May my reign last forever so long as I'm grown

May my heart beat forever so long as I'm known, shit

Scribbling scripture till I'm anointed the Victor

Born into this world no wicker, delivered in a casket

Thorny crowns, leather jackets, Phony frowns and rarer brackets

I'm in the stratosphere of the Upper echelon, taggin

I'm on the cover of some Yeezy rubber catalog, braggin

And there's an analog version of your album that's tanking

I'm dripped out no matter what's bankin and the homies all around me even if the ship is sankin

I'm not tryna be a freestyle artist

But when I refer to the beat I say rest in peace to the dearly departed

Move so fast verbally I break wind like I farted

On the move I got that blicky wrapped up

Fuck around and you gon make the blicky act up

Heard some sirens so I quickly packed it all up

Takin this quick

You can get your sticky backed up

Fuck your offer you can stick it back up

Pick it back up

Put it back down

Do what I say, I fuckin run this town

I stay ten toes, ten fold with ten hoes

Belting out ten ho ho's like I'm Santa being pulled by a fuckin dear with a red nose

Give you some bonus raps on this shit