Rap, I gotta rap, rap, rap, rap
Man, Akari blessed me bro
I know I could have been a doctor but I'm rapping instead
My life is actually a movie not just acting for cred
Tryna build on what I have not what I'm lacking instead
Then go back to what I'm lacking when I'm passing ahead
I'm from Tampa I get Bucs
I whip a big truck
And I got fresh cut under the nappiest dreads
People really think they know me we just casually met
Yeah they love me cuz I'm saying just what had to be said
If you insist on having beef then I could I have it prepared
Cuz when I hop up on the beat I leave it tragically dead
I'm a gentleman in these streets but I be nasty in bed
No she don't like to call me Chris she call me daddy instead
I'm ashing my blunt
Making it bump
The back to the fromt
They lacking respect
I'm cashing a check
I'm actually that kid
The chosen one, the lost can always get found
I'm the nappy headed cowboy the Yankee of the South
No you ain't never been to Gyros you ain't been to my town
No they won't never understand me so I'm sitting em down
I'm student and a teacher but my lessons is free
I always keep it really real that's why they pressing repeat
Feel like that nigga Tom Brady I'm the best my league
Feel like that nigga Tom Brady I'm the best in my league
It's still fuck Tom Brady though
Sometimes you gotta see the Ls to get the dubs
Sometimes you gotta lose yourself to find yourself