Fuzzy

G-MAN no they can’t defeat man
Got me on repeat man
Realest in my street fam
My three grams of bud
Got ‘em tripping like
Some lsd blud
That’s a freaky sight
My spitting ‘ite,
Always known I’ve written nice
Her kittens tight
I’d you don’t get that listen right
I don’t know my flow
Changes every different night
Back to the point
I pack a joint like a freaking kite
Why? Because I’m so damn high
All I see is red when I look into my eyes
Im fly, away up in another land
All I want is ten bad bitches
And some hundred grands
Do you understand? That’s my mastermind
What I’ve got inside this bag
Is what a Rasta grinds
Herbal, I’m sick with the verbal
I came to earth to put the crops
In your circles uh
This year I’m going hard
Im ice man I got the frozen bars
Not giving up my spot like Rosa parks
Im first place before they say hold your marks
I mean Im sick did you notice dog
I got more girls choking than an open smog
And I don’t mean
All this cro I got
Pullout my cocky then she blow it off

I was a likkle yute inside a hoodie
Looking for the truth
But the truth was kinda of fuzzy
Strange how the labelled me deranged
Think outside the box
And you got mocked
Because it’s dangerous
When the hammer drops
It’s like angel dust
Psychedelic trips
Got me speaking to the aliens
Telling me don’t worry bout the sheeple
You’re a starseed so how the fuck can they be equal

I write bars and I’m different
Girls wanna hold me like an infant
Yeah I’m smoking big blunts
Then I’m writing tracks In an instant
I’m Mo farah fam,you can see the distance
Ay you’re coming last but I’m in front
I went uni cos I care about my income
Again and again
My boy goes pen
Den my heart breaks
Like fuck sake I wanna link dem
Shouting out rome that’s a g from home
When I’m down man I can’t leave the Kief alone
I Used to trap trap on the cheapest phone
Now I’m spraying hot bars
Till the speakers blown
From day one I couldn’t leave the beat alone
Hand on my heart
Now I started I’ll complete this bro
I channel lyrics if you need to know
I’m astral, living in a place that isn’t physical
I need a miracle
Life ain’t blessed
So I’m putting weed up in my chest
Hell yes
Livings hard but I know that it’s a test
So imma get me A’s and imma get em till I’m dead
I got an Oz
Let’s get it lit
They said I’m odd
But I’m legit
Stop trying to say that I’m too crazy
Even if I am your on my iTunes baby

I was a likkle yute inside a hoodie
Looking for the truth
But the truth was kinda of fuzzy
Strange how the labelled me deranged
Think outside the box
And you got mocked
Because it’s dangerous
When the hammer drops
It’s like angel dust
Psychedelic trips
Got me speaking to the aliens
Telling me don’t worry bout the sheeple
You’re a starseed so how the fuck can they be equal