Grand (Prod. Oxvx)

Flowin' through yo city like a mothafuckin' faucet
And I'm lurking in the shadows like I'm triple star wanted
While I'm boardwalk trippin' chillin' eatin' up a sonic
Shootin' shootin' all those shots realizin' I'm the Chronic
Luke Cage kickin' and you thinkin' that I'm stupid
Shootin' shots from hiding spots tryna' get me all diluted
Buncha' weeds don't you worry I'ma catch you where you rooted
Pull you out like picking cotton, leave you red and executed
With my callsign Blaze flying through the sunny days
Edging out my trusty Chopper and I'm ready to engage
Squadron up upon the dawn the migos' firing like a mage
Thunderheaded with approach, thrusters booming with the rage
Chillin' out up in the outback, cheesin' to this good mac'
Chompin' on some homemade goods with the wolf pack
Gohan to the Bojak, pushin' all these foes back
Hit you with a ki blast, put you in a dream cast
Play flapjack no drawback, my feet up the haystack
I chill back, I pitch black, play kick push and throwbacks
You take that, you want that, get greedy just fall back
Only feedback I need back, the bassline on soundtracks
Based out on my way to riches now you're phased out
Paced out, now I'm making changes but you flaked out
Play slow, now I make investments every peso
Save so I could spend it all up on the same goals
Ya' cold tryna' be tense, acting with some pretence
Got them hoodies on the move nobody's countin' on your presence
Bogie down and not the BX, Katana with the reflex
Open war upon my porch a prowling Tiger with the defense

Keepin' it a buck and I'm riding with a Chevy
Now I'm sportin' a grand but I'm countin' all the pennies
The view is so grand while I'm ridin' in the Valley
Gotcha' shooters in the trees but dodgin' at the seems

Keepin' it a buck and I'm riding with a Chevy
Now I'm sportin' a grand but I'm countin' all the pennies
The view is so grand while I'm ridin' in the Valley
Gotcha' shooters in the trees but dodgin' at the seems