Electrified

[Verse 1]
No days off
This is real life
Words so sharp
They cut like a knife
History repeats itself
But I fucking hate it
Got that Hickory Farms
Turkey sausage and I ate it
It’s album 3
I think I’ll call it Galaxies
Almost like the Model 3
I’m gonna break normality
Don’t try to overthrow me
I’ve ruled these streets for a while
If you think any different
Then you’re in denial
We're the boy kings
The young kings of history
One shot to the face
Consider it a victory
One hit and then we’ll
Send ‘em to the cleaner
Rap game so hostile
I can’t get any meaner
I’m gonna make it somewhere
I don’t care if it bothers you
Flying past you in my Tesla
Got you feeling blue
Other days you tell the critics
To all go to hell
But let me ask you are you living
Or are you living well?

[Verse 2]
Back on the mic
And about to spit fire
Running from the penthouse
Shout out to Lexi Dreier
Lock me in the basement
And throw away the key
I’ll still break out and
Put in work like Sajnovsky
I’ve said this many times
None of you can stop me
I’m the most determined
Guy in the CLE
Sound the alarm
I’m invading your stereo
My sound will resonate
From the 216 and 330
Maybe worldwide but
For now I’ll let it go
I’d rather be here selling
Electric cars with Bobo
I think I’ve found my passion
I’ll make it a career
Once I’m on the team
I’ll help make it their best year
This could be my purpose
I’m onto something here
Making Earth a little better
Since ’94, my birth year
My music is my journal
Keeping track of my travels
Listen to the next track
As my next chapter unravels