Port Antonio

I'm going to be right to it

I'm going to be right to it

I'm going to be right to it

Yo, you may want the straight and that role

Minimum wage jobs for the narrow, but still my mind was on the zeroes

I've been for the perks that was seen flipping birds

So we were skipping church, but my eyes was on the spare rows

Niggas flipping pies, spinning thousands on a payroll shit

I want a shine too, I want dimes too

Jellies niggas want to know just how my rhymes blew

Mine, oh, we mine, oh, I'm buying, oh, I'm you times too

Now I'm bougie, I'd an out-cru to fountains blew

But never forgot the spot where I developed my plaque

The toilet at the top, the beer, while my skeleton's like

If I could do it all over then I never would swap

I'd seen good, I'd seen bad, had my melon and muck

I'd seen lifelong friends turn the devilish eyes

I was making red, leather, trying to tell them to stop

You better beat it for you, see that heavy metal kick pile

He was a mean asswing, with a hell of a shot

But if no team draft king, he gon' bet on the block

He won a ball, till he fall, until the federal snuck

And sit his ass on the bitch from over, call his rewrite

You can't relate, let's show fire, that was not around

And your mother, without revenge, someone else in the broader realm

And they salaries didn't combine, when they married

And brought you out at that poverty, they you wound to a soft little part of town

So that when you back in a hood, you feel awkward about it now

Then you'll confidence, start the trail, but the rap and game

You some positive thoughts, and you're jot them down

You jot them down

Yeah, uh, Benjamin Button, who cold flows

Reverse time to find deliveries, good as mine

You got a search prize, I'm skinning heights, hiding birds

Can perch, trying to be something, hoping that peace comes to my curse mine

One thing's for sure that I've matured from my first rhyme

I learned long ago, you can't please them all in their hurts trying

In this game, all you've got is your name like dirt, I'm smoking at niggas

Trying to be smurched mine, of certain times

With a fake it, told it is wise, I can see hating both for your eyes

But the thorns blind, so you search lines

But you struggle, which explains the puzzle, look on the dough, faces the world files

I hate when raps become, but like do not disturb size

Can I get it by sea, it's about to know

They instigate the fuckerie because it's profitable

But saying it's not the violence tools and do's and hospitals

I put the blood because I've seen what that was about to go

They want it blood, they want it clicks to make their pockets grow

They see this fire in my pen and they got dodged a smoke

I went and lost the better dog, I went and lost the bro

I went to gain the phone and all for what?

Just to attain some old cross and strangers

That no gotta clue what I've been aiming for

Since the age of 14, your man is no king if that means

I got a dig a burden, paid a whole team of algorithm, bot niggas

Just a sweet, a whole thing on social media, compete for your favorite

Bo men's to be considered best to live and rest

I understand the thirst to be in first that made them both swing

Protect the legacies, so lives got cross perhaps regrettably

My friends went the war, walked away with all they blood on me

Now somewhere this credit me child, I wait my pedagree, but please

Find a nigga out that's rapin' this incredibly on

My dog texted me, I shed a word, he said to me, if you refuse to shoot a gun

Don't mean a gun ain't deadly, I guess it's that metaphor

I hide my pedagree, the gun is me, I text the back like guess a gun ain't what I'm trying

Be my nigga, they strip me on my spot and I'm finally free my nigga

It's the unpicking size, they don't shoot like a meme, I nigga

Just start another war, and drink it all, he's be my nigga

I ain't ashamed to say you did a lot for me, my nigga

Fuck all the narratives, tap it back into your magic pen

It's what's a pervert tip, remind me these folks why we do it

It's not for beef and it's for speaking out thoughts, pushing ourselves

Reachin' the charts, reaching your minds, keeping your hearts

Creeping up, finding emotions to touch, something inside to open you up

Help you cope with the rough times and shit, I've seen it love