Barely Trev, Nate Donk! and J J L - Ditto

I ain’t never been one to change like ditto Man ion write raps dawg I just write riddles Man RIP Malcolm got me in the middle
Trynn be the next Amercian idol and stay little All mental
I’m in history book you take tests on
Y’all be on the bench I take reps on
Put me right next to Oprah dawg
The homie God said we both upper echelon
Somebody get a paramedic
I ain’t got it like that
I be looking where to get it
Y’all looking like rats trynn go where the bread is I ain’t meant it like that
But, no yeah I meant it like that
Talking heavy bout a serious dream
Man y’all have fun with that pyramid scheme The top aint as cool as appearances seem The only hip-hop is lyricist themed
I grew a lil beard all the sudden I’m here And I use both hands when I steer
And I made no plans for the year
And I got 4 bands for the streams
And I’m still gon dance in the mirror
I’m a fashion icon
The flashing lights on
The track is my song
The map is my lawn
I mowed the grass there
They back to pythons
They bite the style
So I pack the ice on
And ask advice on
The man that wipes all
The past and my wrongs
The after life’s all
We pass the time for
And rap ain’t my goal
I’m just what I call, a vessel
who gone tell em?
double tree, 4 seasons wit the fellas,
ion even gotta move a hand for the beef, i just send a release
And my goons gone get em
two tone like the whip grey
wit the blue chrome,
facetime wit my own face
i got two phones,
no you can’t race
cuz yo whip got a roof on,
i be outta state, see a jake,
then i’m poof, gone
stay out my phone,
you want a feature then triple the O’s,
i seen the number inside of yo bank
to be honest boy you should consider a loan maybe like 3,
if you tryn get like me,
dom fike at the hotel night 3,
in the street lights under plenty palm trees, And if she want me
then she finna call me
metta world peace with the punch lines
but I feel like Kobe in the fourth when it’s crunch time so I got a hunch I
might be the goat like
jordan back in ‘91 they know that I won’t lie
they been trynna copy me like ditto outta Pokémon but I been a Jedi with the microphone like Obi wan know I got the rinnegan,
know they wanna sit on my, throne
with the crown but it’s only gonna fit on my
head it’s no cap
watch me go snap
double fours with my gang I’m so strapped
got the slow raps
and the flow slaps
if I speed it up, still I won’t crash
I roll past
all of my enemies ain’t no going ahead of me
when I go I just set it free like I’m off that leash
ain’t nobody defending
me from the moment I get on beat
when i go In you better be
toe to toe with the boy like
Peel off on the road when the sun is up
I stand out like ugly duck
I know pain ain’t comfy stuff
I gotta stay on my job when the dundy come Will you love me still
I can’t fall off like humpty dump In the zone like 1-3-1
I know J gon tell em
Know Nate gon tell em
And I ain’t Coachella
I’m a country club you know
Been a long time but I moved to the east side Took a long trip but I’m back tho
Cold but I ain’t freeze up like 35 Fahrenheit

Still got a mask tho
If I aint blow up off this then sumn don’t add up As far as the math goes
By the way I got a cat, just a lil fact
And I’m finally back up with the rap tho

Written by:
Jorge Lugo, Nate Kyei-Donkor, Trevor Siebold, Vince Clark

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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