Master Mind

I be smokin' Zaza every day, I be gettin' high

I be in the trenches all the time, I gotta ease my mind

I hustle hard with my time, I can't press rewind

Gotta cut the roof off the whip, that shit done lost its mind

No emotions, no feelings, I move just like a mime

Gotta watch my back for these niggas, they creep up from behind

Feel like John Wick with the stick, I got the fifth combined

I be in the trenches trappin', plottin', I'm a mastermind

Bag it up, serve it, bag it up and then serve it

Phone on DND I'm berving, get to the bag, only one purpose