Sorcerer’s Stone

[Hook]
I got the sorcerer's stone, vehicle covered in chrome
I try to vanish the phone but niggas with bitches won't leave me alone
Keep it a g, leave her to me I keep it hot when you gone
Pack up ya shit, you moved out the crib so I guess I'll see her at home
Yea
Whoever counted me out they just can't count, we turn a Friday to black 'cause me and my niggas we been camped out
You roll the dice wit a nigga like forest I promise you get crapped out
I try to meditate before I mediate shit didn't get hashed out
Shit don't get hashed out, shit just get clapped out
My bitch been had clout, fella a big cash cow
Hoe nigga sit back down, load clip, cock back, then cash out
Grow'd up, got back, then branch out
Yeah

Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1: Forest Myles]
Mama going door to door tryna sell her Avon
If only I could sell a G without getting locked up like I'm Akon
We could be wealthy together, we could be wealthy forever
And no I wasn't moving snow, but I know enough to know that a nigga made enough for changing the weather
I'm talking rain nigga, Im talking thunder storm
Scattered showers all over the club nigga you already know what it was
Fake hints all over the love
Belvedere and cali dro for the thugs
Four niggas going five on a sack, but I'm the type of nigga throw in the dub
My plug the type to throw in a plug
Label heads wasn't throwing a buck
Nigga I will never throw in the towel
I throw a bullet in zone for my blood
Fuck it ima po' a fo' in my cup, fuck it Ima let it blow for the love
Bitches think all my emotions are priceless, Ima start charging a show for my love
Cold hearted so I'm cold wit the love, even got a lil snow on the love
I was tryna be like Curtis or sum, I was tryna be like snow on the bluff
Five dollar Wing stop for the grub
11th grade freestyle on the bus
Now a young nigga fly as the fuck
I be playin one on one with a dove, Shit
Nigaas love to talk fireworks
But do they know just how the firework
Know how to load the clip, cock back, take the safety off make the fire work
I know you went undercover on all of yo niggas so you know how wires work
Know you a fraud man I can just look in your eyes I know how you liars work
How does a forest fire work? A pen and some paper until that shit done right, yeah
And we don't stop working til we see the sunlight
I drew the play on the board and that shit a touchdown if its run right
Mami all I need is one night, Nas vibes I need One Mic
Some of you niggas ain't built to last, Teachers said I wasn't built to pass
How did I graduate High school when I was seventeen, nigga I skipped a class
Matter fact nigga I skipped some class, fuck it I'm finna go grip some cash
So glad my mama ain't hear this til now on my life I know she would have whipped my ass
But I was grinding for you and my papa, yeah I was grinding for you and me mama
I said I wanted to give you the sky just so you could have a city view of me mama
I'm yo lil boy you ain't through wit me mama, how many cars you want two or three mama
In your possession at all times even though you may have felt you was losing me
Please let me know if they using me mama
They do not know what to do with me mama
I know you gon' have my back thick or thin you'd give 'em bread if they suing me mama
Of course I would not let you do that shit mama but I had to tell 'em you're true to this mama
I know you did not write none of these songs, but you had everything to do with this mama
I make the money do backflips
Im a pro with the gymnastics
Think about fixing yo lips 'fore fixing yo lips, you niggas own chapstick
I do not play bout this rap shit for the family Ima cap shit
No that do not mean I'm lying, that mean a hollow tip hit where yo cap fit