Sayonara Lyrics

When I make it let them know

I came from right around the block

Kamikaze with the bass

Sayonara with the drop

If it's flavor that's your aiming for

I fry it out the wok

If you laughed at me when I was down

You do not get a spot

Smoking on some Runtz

The strain is named after Barack

All my friends are setting trends

But they ain't never on Tik Tok

If these yokels want to rap then

We can call that shit Hick Hop

Spreading love that is the message

A foot ninja can get socked

Y'all just made me wanna dip

Like I'm buying up some stocks

I'll see you at the top

Whether you like it or not

Told my mama that I'm rapping

She said boy go get a job

Young Mexican-American

Got to stay up on my chops

When I make it let them know

I came from right up out the dirt

Odds against the homie

Made me feel like I was cursed

Put my pain up on the track

And Turn my suffering to work

Buy my album if it's wack

Then you do not get reimbursed

Time to pick up on the slack

You need to stay up on your search

Levitating to the sky

I see a bird's Eye view of Earth

Stepped on but I didn't crack

I see my dignity and worth

Some homies hit the block with rocks

And then they come home in a hearse

When I make it let them know

I came from right around the block

Kamikaze with the bass

Sayonara with the drop

If it's flavor that's your aiming for

I fry it out the wok

If you laughed at me when I was down

You do not get a spot

Smoking on some Runtz

And they are named after Barack

All my friends are setting trends

But they ain't never on Tik Tok

If these yokels want to rap then

We can call that shit Hick Hop

Spreading love that is the message

A foot ninja can get socked

I'm the one to overcome

An endless cycle of abuse

The game is super dry

I think these artists hitting snooze

On the weekend I eat tacos

And I rap up in the booth

I'm glad my dad survived

Crossing into the lands were native to

Working towards the day

I can say I have major news

How you acting kingly

But you never payed your dues

Burning so much diesel

You would think I blaze with snoop

Then I'm eating like I'm Lizzo

But I never played the flute

I got love for all my homies

Even when we disagree

Put in work for all them

Til I can feel it in my knees

Stunting on the scene

Like I just drunk a fifth of beam

I go rugged on a beat

They say my style is lovely

I'm not playing

I'm striving towards the greatness

Addicted to this verbiage

Like my pen and pad was sacred

I need my butter solid

Like it was refrigerated

Grind instead of sleep

And then wake up and celebrate it

Sayonara to the drought

Kblast one of a kind

Thank you all for jamming out

To A Funkster's Life

As a rapper I'm devout

Took some some time to find a crowd

Til these record labels see me

And wish they could sign me now