Lyrical Exercise ft. Eli Āto Lyrics

This right here is a lyrical exercise,

But I don't gotta Bowflex to show how good I can rhyme

P90X in the case, I be at home with mine,

I just plan it cause the fit in this will come in time

I been in tune with myself to end to my digress,

To nothing but ashes spread over the moon

See my flesh is a hollow tip, holding the spirit I profess

With this rap shit, I can go boom, where's your vest?

Feel like a handyman, how I handle the pro tools,

The conquest is coming so very soon

2024, a whole year with nothing to do,

But get checks and make moves, stay in front of my work like little spoon

To be honest, I just thought I'd tell y'all the truth,

I used to think I wasn't big enough to fill in these shoes,

Had to remember the roots of myself,

Let's check, Malik means "King", so I know that I rule nigga,

Yeah, Poseidon

Shit get too easy by the day, yeah

Let me introduce y'all to a nigga with more than southern drawl,

Smashing super hoes with the bros, and we all down to brawl,

I been nice for too long, it's time to really drop my balls,

And like some shit that was done on purpose, ain't no regrets at all

Running shit on my own time and it waits for no man,

I renovated my whole style, this a new flow plan,

Don't pop pills, just bury beats and get the dough, man,

Y'all wanna be stars, but you rainbows, the more you know, man

Had to step it up, show these niggas that they wasn't blessed enough,

Nigga hit that gym for common sense, them reps was pressure, bruh

Testing us? Y'all ain't got no room for all that extra stuff,

We hella tough, shawtys wanna link, but we ain't tryna cuff,

Losing focus on the motive, fucking with incompetence,

Left my ego bruised and battered, shattered my confidence

But now I'm back in that driver's seat, and it's my time to win,

And I just wanna spend me some money, not spin the block again

No room for false grind

Momma say it's long overdue for a sun to shine

Half moon, I need some silence, bitch, do not disturb, I'll stomp you on the curb,

And two things I keep handy, my balls and my word, nigga

Yeah, VRT,

I told y'all, niggas ain't fucking with me on no level,

And that's on my grandmother's daughter, nigga, yeah