Social Distancing

In the wip, packed up in this shit
You know what it is
Young flames, always spitting hits
Always getting lit
In the bay, yeah that's where I stay
Always going dumb
Every day, hit my homie Kev
Yeah he's on the way
And we bounce, down to Nikkos house
Straight to my accounts
Every ounce, of this coffee, I'm been sipping large amounts
When I write, usually at night, tell me is you down
(Is you down)
Is you down
(Is you down)
Im trying to get my rounds in
This beat is so astounding
EP, is so well rounded
You see, the flow I found it
I'm just tryna catch a vibe, like Im catching this flight
Round trip for the low, boy im traveling light
Just a bag full a kicks, laptop, and mic
One take Danny, never doing it twice
One take Danny, always doing it right
Tell me watchu finna do with your life, yeah

Rapping up on beats I can't afford to lease
Y'all be driving whips and can't afford the lease
Told my girl I need her to go forge the lease
Married to the game, you better hold your peace
Hit the group chat after when I drop the addy
Pull up 40 deep, and then we get to wilding
I told them when you need me, that's when you can tap in
Enough of all this talking, let me get to rapping bout it
Oh my god, I need a vette so i can pull the roof
Top down 101, cruising, passing through the stu
2 For 1, what a deal, I can rap, and then produce
Then do a show and jump on stage
All my homies getting loose
Tell me what you really do
Tell me what you really about
Tell me is this feeling new
I just cannot figure out
But tell me, do you love it
My city, yeah I run it
Never running out of juice cause i keep this shit a hundred, mother fucker