Toes down nigga, all ten!
I just want to see my mama win
Working hard to see my mama grin
I feel a clean sweep
And it's blowing in the wind
David Emory World on my pin
Trying to make it
But my patience getting hella thin
I roll and bake it
When I notice that I'm feeling grim
I got a light
And they wonder how it's never dim
Not the type to do it on a whim
I map it out
So that I don't end when I begin
I take my time
Coz most solutions I can find within
I'm slowing down
Because I need to be a better friend
Yeah
And so I like to mix the juice with gin
And loosen up
So that I don't hit the loony bin
Yeah
I bounce back, take it on the chin
And tighten up, so that I can get these loony ends
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
I'm moving around
I can't take a seat
I got a heap
I'm rearranging
Got to make it neat
Da Ice Man
I cool it down when I feel the heat
I go the long way
Because I wasn't raised to cheat
Yeah
I take the gritty and I make it sweet
I love the city
And without it, wouldn't feel complete
I need bread
And I ain't talking wheat
The game dead
Feel like talent is so obsolete
I'm out here starving
But I'm trying to eat
Stay in my lane, but not in vain
AK don't compete
I'm the kitchen whipping up
Serve it like a treat
My dad gone
So for me it's kind of bittersweet
Yeah
I said for me it's kind of bittersweet
I need a break
Still waiting for a window seat
It's time to rise
I got to fly like a parakeet
I laid foundations, now it's time to lay the concrete
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
So here I am, I give it everything
First draft
AK never been the second string
I'm growing up
And I'm moving onto better things
I got direction
And I'm no longer settling
I seek protection when I'm feeling doubt
I need answers
Trying to figure what this shit's about
I need freedom
So that I can go and venture out
For intellect
Sometimes I like to grill a piece of trout
I can't get lost on the paper route
They say I got what it takes
To make a breakout
I do it all
So I ain't got no issue standing out
I chase the dream
I ain't got no time to chase clout
Yeah
A clean sweep with a cash out
I'm talking three stories
And that's just a stash house
And in a cul-de-sac just like my Dad's house
I go the long way
I ain't got my hand out!
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
I'm just trying to get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowing on this beat
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets