A young king from queens
About to lose it
Acting stupid
Chasing girls like I was hit by Cupid
Been rapping since out the womb
Back when melo started hooping
I spit so much you would think that I’m toothles
My wordplay leaving niggas clueless
Niggas boutta hear my shit, and be like
“this heat who dis?”
And I’m at the corner store w a bacon egg and cheese and a Arizona iced tea
Hood nigga with a vision, you could call me spike lee
Tryna have a penthouse on the top floor, that’s a high key
I got the juice,and I’m not talking Hi-C
And I got this girl rn wetter than the 5 seas
Ima keep rapping till I’m wheezing
Asthmatic
I done had it
I dropped this shit and shocked all these niggas
Now they want static
First song, but it’s already a classic
I’m boutta explode, volcanic
I wreack havoc
You panic
Shit last year I was heartbroken
Stuck in depression
Hennessy and blunts were filling every session
Mindset like, why pop one when I can pop 7?
I told my brethren’s I’ll meet them in heaven
I'm from the city where the dreams are just as broken as the hearts
Mona lisa's, y’all looking like lost pieces of art
Y'all couldn't be on target, even if you were playing darts
Ironic, we most lit when we in the dark
And i know god sparing me like he did with noah and the ark
Flood my system with endless cups of Hennessy
Sometimes i feel like this life ain't for me
Dapping up my enemiess
Even tho in they head they hope they never see me
Cause a lot of these youngings just wanna be me
And
It's crazy bc i was struggling to change myself
Niggas think i got it all, because my background is full of wealth
Feeling colorblind, all this green but i'm still blue
Niggas in new york will be like
"ion wish death on no one but you"
And these thoughts usually only come around 1 or 2
Old money but you still count it like its new
Barvistma type money like the kid is a jew
Hype Entertainment is my crew
Me and sami rn in the stu
Young hungry creators were just looking for some food
Ion mean to be rude
But I’ll kill all you niggas
Just throw on a beat
And give me five minutes flat
My songs aboutta sell
Like dope in the trap
This shit gone farther than rap
I’m i’m fighting with these demons
Because these feelings
Not going away so I tried to
Escape the days I stayed sinning
Escape all the fake greening
No Ls was being taken I stay winning
My head spinning
Don’t even have a minute I got a spit it
I take this pain and put it into words
At times I feel as if this is a curse
Frustrated I’m at my worse
Posing little homies stealing out they mom’s purse just to afford bape and supreme
Yeah I’ve seen boys claim they not bandwagon’s
And switch teams
Word to Kanye we on a ultralight beam
White lies sniffing white lines
You look like a fiend
Kicking it with the wrong teens
And you got caught up in the wrong scene
Now you scared and now you shook
Messed up the vision now you got no place to look you painted the wrong picture you dysfunctional Picasso
Started off as a little side job now its gone colossal
Yeah nigga
About to lose it
Acting stupid
Chasing girls like I was hit by Cupid
Been rapping since out the womb
Back when melo started hooping
I spit so much you would think that I’m toothles
My wordplay leaving niggas clueless
Niggas boutta hear my shit, and be like
“this heat who dis?”
And I’m at the corner store w a bacon egg and cheese and a Arizona iced tea
Hood nigga with a vision, you could call me spike lee
Tryna have a penthouse on the top floor, that’s a high key
I got the juice,and I’m not talking Hi-C
And I got this girl rn wetter than the 5 seas
Ima keep rapping till I’m wheezing
Asthmatic
I done had it
I dropped this shit and shocked all these niggas
Now they want static
First song, but it’s already a classic
I’m boutta explode, volcanic
I wreack havoc
You panic
Shit last year I was heartbroken
Stuck in depression
Hennessy and blunts were filling every session
Mindset like, why pop one when I can pop 7?
I told my brethren’s I’ll meet them in heaven
I'm from the city where the dreams are just as broken as the hearts
Mona lisa's, y’all looking like lost pieces of art
Y'all couldn't be on target, even if you were playing darts
Ironic, we most lit when we in the dark
And i know god sparing me like he did with noah and the ark
Flood my system with endless cups of Hennessy
Sometimes i feel like this life ain't for me
Dapping up my enemiess
Even tho in they head they hope they never see me
Cause a lot of these youngings just wanna be me
And
It's crazy bc i was struggling to change myself
Niggas think i got it all, because my background is full of wealth
Feeling colorblind, all this green but i'm still blue
Niggas in new york will be like
"ion wish death on no one but you"
And these thoughts usually only come around 1 or 2
Old money but you still count it like its new
Barvistma type money like the kid is a jew
Hype Entertainment is my crew
Me and sami rn in the stu
Young hungry creators were just looking for some food
Ion mean to be rude
But I’ll kill all you niggas
Just throw on a beat
And give me five minutes flat
My songs aboutta sell
Like dope in the trap
This shit gone farther than rap
I’m i’m fighting with these demons
Because these feelings
Not going away so I tried to
Escape the days I stayed sinning
Escape all the fake greening
No Ls was being taken I stay winning
My head spinning
Don’t even have a minute I got a spit it
I take this pain and put it into words
At times I feel as if this is a curse
Frustrated I’m at my worse
Posing little homies stealing out they mom’s purse just to afford bape and supreme
Yeah I’ve seen boys claim they not bandwagon’s
And switch teams
Word to Kanye we on a ultralight beam
White lies sniffing white lines
You look like a fiend
Kicking it with the wrong teens
And you got caught up in the wrong scene
Now you scared and now you shook
Messed up the vision now you got no place to look you painted the wrong picture you dysfunctional Picasso
Started off as a little side job now its gone colossal
Yeah nigga
( Nick The Rapper )
www.ChordsAZ.com