Pully Pocket Lyrics

They tell me trust the process my nigga but you aint earn that

Sign us is the easy way out not talkin zertec

Live life or life lived be careful how you word that nigga swerve fast

This weapon X want that double xxl my mutant genes is fittin too small

Whats the reference

These heads never catch it Romney with the Ls

I got two for the cool J and the proof is in the koolaid

Food for thought i give you two plates MF DOOM i got as new praise training rigurous

Rigging the game riviting but that shit limited

Road to success is hard rigid-ish pause but shit can be frivolous

Believe what i B-leed paper drippin in crimson im spillin it

Nigga wat you tryin to say my nigga Keep up

Im not even spitting fast this time when raps can snap thru space and tick tick

Technical difficulties through this start trek but you get the

Message should i text it simple heads claim that they hear my shit yet

Put me in a box like imma new gift not re-rapping wat i just said

Leviathan pen head is styless IRS fired up

Ive rekindled my passion yo fuck a stylist

Silence i give to bitches that play me that shit private like i aint talk about it

Any who any how Any booth sending out

Plenty rules niggas foul kil been out burning down rooms of the mythless

Imma gentleman though dental resentful to niggas that boast

Unless you good man shouts to kyle

Invisible to naked eye put glasses on and

Contact a nigga when you see the greatness pass you all

I pass it on like god is filming me still not a co-vid kil

Im sick asf at 19 im one year older

Rip to all my soldiers barely sober mainly my brain will operate fast like

Andale on the way imma mame any great

Any day anyway simple lace trip me my soul aint in this shit you ask why

Im tryin to outdo all my rhymes

Stackin time aint possible no snooze button

Nap time how the sheets over head and my lines follow suit

You aint hidin bro u be klu kluxin

I be food tuckin thoughts is neutrience now who buckin

Lifes a bitch niggas be lube fuckin

Im suit stuntin wit bars i wrote this shit at two something

Soul encounter and countin i drew something

Every night when i write i improve lustin for time to recoup something

But fuck it ill spit till i need donations for tooth fundin

No school but the q im comin for kenny and lute

Luda nd jays of the game hove cole and spirit of juice

I gotta shape up never fade like its my wits end in the movement

Hella coon shit in the world im never stoopin i been crewless

Kil jupitar judas jukin jokers like heath in the movies hit me

Play yo cards nigga take yo shot nigga make yo call

I call it what it is while aiming at Idk but

Logically imma goat in maryland

Toe to toe you miss my collar bones tryin to throw shade and snatch my attention

Raps and opinions im done with the bitchin friends or foes

Only write what i feel only write what i want

God have mercy gods at work see

Only high with a spliff and a mic in my hand

And i tyson a field while a titan appears

Im levi that's assigned to apply any fire and pressure

Im diamond from neck up the flaws is my lighter

Confess on my strife is where verses and haikus

Connive at the minds of the fans and the people thats riding with vinci nigga