Tortured Artist
[Verse One]
Welcome to the trapform
Watch for the traps though
Put a classic out and let it slip through the cracks, nah
Y’all done slept on my flow
Y’all done slept on my floor
But scratch that, no more
Come and peep this trapdoor
Is war fair? CO-D
Its warfare, Sun Tzu
Game 7 and I’m coming clutch like LeBron do
Studios we renting
Fake it till you make it
How we make this image
Photoshopping genius
Homie hit me up say
Hook me up with beats aye
Hit him back with fire run the bill up like its Chauncey
Should’ve gave a feature
But ain’t nobody worth it
Teaching y’all to surf coz a nigga mad wavy
They say Sichi gone crazy
Sichi gone crazy?
But really does it matter if a brother still amazing
Really does it matter if I’m trapping in the closet
How does it affect you if I’m known for being conscious
[Verse Two]
Damn he so versatile
Run it for a hundred miles
Artist with paintbrush
Do your girl’s makeup
I’m a starving artiste
Tryna make ends meet
Socks on in the house, never getting cold feet
Feeder of these rap fiends
Putting out this dope eish
Album of the year got your whole town OD
Shorties from the gram tryna cuff like the police
Leave em on read honey, bee’s getting blue ticks
