edgar ALLAN poe

Tryna get my words right
Woah yea yea yea
Woah yea yea
Tryna get my words right
Woah yea yea yea
Woah yea yea
Ain't reply like all day
Tryna get my words right
Put them on a stove and watch them heat up like a stir fry
Edgar Allan Poe my city dark
They making birds fly
I been cooking all day
Tryna make the world mine
Ain't reply like all day
Tryna get my words right
Put them on a stove and watch them heat up like a stir fry
Edgar Allan Poe my city dark
They making birds fly
I been cooking all day
Tryna make the world mine
You peep the stunting
They get to bucking
That's when you truck them
No time for beef when lor cuzzy banging
He knocking buckets
They teaching kids we known for cotton
Whips and running
Police agendas ain't calling twelve
The rotten dozen
We stick to code
I could cut and sever ties in a day
You stick to bluffing all your dead homies gon turn in their grave
I fill my flows up in a clip and then I cock it and spray
I dot my I's and stacked my chips
On the bands like parades
Ain't reply like all day
Tryna get my words right
Put them on a stove and watch them heat up like a stir fry
Edgar Allan Poe my city dark
They making birds fly
I been cooking all day
Tryna make the world mine
Ain't reply like all day
Tryna get my words right
Put them on a stove and watch them heat up like a stir fry
Edgar Allan Poe my city dark
They making birds fly
I been cooking all day
Tryna make the world mine
Stunting jumping rushing
What it take to get your mind blown
You ain't nothing like me
Wasn't raised the places I've grown
All around the world
But still ain't ran the races I won
Cuz said he gon sweep the streets
Tired of seeing styrofoam
Stomp him, jump him, rush him
What it take to get your mind blown
You ain't nothing like me
Wasn't raised the places I've grown
All around the world
But still ain't ran the races I won
Cuz said he gon sweep the streets
Tired of seeing styrofoam
Drop off the chicken to my apes they go bananas and split it
Rhyming out my chest
A lot of stress
Had to go spit it
To all my critics who don't get it
I'm just actually different
How could I just keep on pretending if I never was with it
How could you watch your family struggle with their profits and digits
Paying for school
To get some shit that supposed to be given
Lots of genius in the hood
They just waring and hidden
They ain't sweeping with a broom
Ain't no wizards or quidditch
Stunting jumping rushing
What it take to get your mind blown
You ain't nothing like me
Wasn't raised the places I've grown
All around the world but still ain't ran the races I won
Cuz said he gon sweep the streets
Tired of seeing styrofoam
Stomp him, jump him, rush him
What it take to get your mind blown
You ain't nothing like me
Wasn't raised the places I've grown
All around the world but still ain't ran the races I won
Cuz said he gon sweep the streets
Tired of seeing styrofoam