TRX

You not my hope, this wasn't for show I just did me and I'm sorry I can't end up on

Mari Pass the test of time, Atari

Need a stick from my lone ace at Bari This shit is endless

Gotta get it off my chest, now I feel my best Totem lock me in, bearing stoop

Throw the key away, I just pay my way Invest in the craft, Patriot

Like Robert Kraft, that went over your head, huh

Little Uzi vert, put him in the dirt Try to get my grandma off of words

In love with my work, treat it like a job I feel like Steve, my art is fun

I'm not done, you my son, I made this Everything's bliss, yeah I miss

But I have to work, you can twerk On my dick, top the Gleezy