Figaro Craftstyle

Yeah yeah, check it’s Marlon Craft
It’s the rap game Porzingis
Fuck you like a whore’s business
In a game of replicas I try to
Keep it authentic age is but a number
I ain't pinned to those 4 digit's
That’s why the kids inspired and
OGs are floored wit em
The snakes attackin me but I’ll
Be bringin more venom
Raw rhythm spittin similar to
Drug withdrawal symptoms
I’m uncontrollably ill
Thought they could wait it out
Before I had the numbers, every single word
I made it count find a lane, find a lane
Get you all the finer things
Product of my environment til I’m
Made of climate change
They don’t feel the need to watch
If you say the timeless things
Brought the heat that came like
Lebron tryna find a ring, word
So what it is, what it be now?
A shirt’ll cost some money but I
Gave you all this freestyle
Knowledge cheap now but they keep
It hidden under Xanex
Beneath Ritalin that they feedin
To our children, word
So I stood up the industry all shook up
And the radio won't play me but yo
Stretch and Bob would’ve
I’m stayin present son
You could never unwrap me
My gifts’ll remain intact
See I saw the world from the back
See that now I’m learnin to drive
Now I’m learnin to drive
But I don’t even got a permit man
How New York am I?
Smack you with this dollar pizza and
Get it caught in your eye
If all you see is dough anyway
A metaphor for your mind
World might be on the brink
Of nuclear destruction but
Chris Brown vs soulja Boy
The popular discussion
My optics are disgustin
Put a stop to all the frontin
Half yall talk that Bible shit, but
Only God be the consumption, word
This isn’t lyrical manuevery
This is let me spell it out
In case it get confusin
See the lunacy of you and me
Concerned by anything that ain't the
Love lost between you and me
Is just us actin stupidly
The way is changed with the times
That’s just how it goes
Success diminishes if distance is
Your only goal
And me? I’m tryin leave my mark in the sand
I ain't retreatin from the water
Just depart from the land
And that’s word to every single
Fuckin heart of my fans
I won't depart from the plan
Unil the departure of man, word
See, nothin’s staged when I’m hittin
Stages so don’t even
Try to book me if we on different pages
It’s Craft