Fighter

It ain gotta be the same but nigga, look at what i do with feelins/(fill-ins) N if you gave me some millions, i could go sterile and the world would inherit up all of my children, all of my children/ But Im broke nigga, still living with my momma like a broke nigga/ One of my niggas went through the most but i could look him in the eyes and still tell him that "it ain't never coming close nigga"/ And id probably be lying but its all part of the math, this a dose nigga/ Me and my mama never argue drizzy/ Shes normally right about me. my roll's a vice verse, she love me enough to overlook all my addictions/ This ain't even her spot, boss ain't it?/ Jus make me wonder wat my father's thinking/ We can skip that, as far as what he would tell me, i probably would make it obvious i ain't got the heart to spit that/ Was raised with a pride Why my ventilation always kinging shit/ Why it always stings a bit, got it?/ Just looking for the balance, check it i could move across the board like it dont matter/ Got me questioning if its talent/ Excuse a nigga highness/ Most the niggas on my level be trapping or they ain't rapping, im tryna break the silence/ But results ain't enough right?/ Gotta make some shit that i dont like/ Something for the clubs, money for the life/ I jus want the love, this is just something for the night/ They predicting me switching up on the Mic/ But if i Answer before 3, id go wizard b4 5/ Machine gun raps for all the comments in the back/ Id have this looking like a mall over in kenya/ Jumping on these niggas, done gottm calling me binya/ If thats in poor taste then my nigga step to the menu/ The speech is gourmet but its pig latin for dishes/ Now let that shit sink in/ Thats The formal invitation pick your ditches/ I could probably do a dissertation on your class/ Boxing out you're team, no visitation on that ass/ Carolina rabbit, target the "free world" yea i know somebody has it/ My niggas looking like "please/ Take the open doors, all the windows gotta lease"/ But Keys make the chords, i ain't tryna break the leash/ I know, its dark around that corner when you go there/ But walkin by sight will lead you ultimately nowhere/ They tell me its a waste, i tell them every morning i look God in the face and he lookn like preach/ New polytheist, got the whole team, then kubes, then fe, then smook, ab in this/ Like damn sunn you lettn out your secrets/ But All the illest fighters hibernate throughout season/ Im fearing his arrival, he told me god body happens when you rap life, he's just living his recital/ Thats how you know the shits vital/ I prolly shoulda warned him that its suicidal/ Take your own life, give it to who follows/ But Wear it on the sleeve bravo's the new bravado/ Been going johnny to let them see in/ Been getting stronger by the weekend, im big brother/ God solar, to myself and i dont fuck with summer/ Could probably move thunder when i do it/ I'll holla when it peaks/ Agua with it, im the water on the sphinx/ I arrive type wit it like/ (It's Yours)