First Offering

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Known to flick the wrist and flip a pan Inside the kitchen You need a different type of lens to catch this kind of vision I gotta pop it off and tap the game into submission Made a living off of living now it's time for spittin I built garages for this shit cause I'm that type of driven Treating my mind like a reactor I don't mind the fission Some niggas building companies, I'm building coalitions Been catching bodies, need a sponsorship with the morticians You start subtractin shit and see who is the real addition Niggas got issues, they should run in limited editions Why would I act like any of em could be competition It's no suspicion from my senses, I been optimistic I got the flow down for these corners, now I'm water whippin' I catch an angle they been scared to take & lose suspension The acumen of every Ackerman is true to inches You see me swingin' at your door just hold on to the hinges Can't let the skeptics spin the message they gone lose the fringes When you the king they only fight to find out who the prince is This shit a different type of game I came with new conditions The hardest chapters close to open up a new beginning This is not a safe space for out of date opinions We surpassed the standards and predictions of them propositions Dodgin binges and syringes in the city of dominion Would've turned the warmest hearts into the coldest of villains I hit a thousand miles and hour on the switches Tryna make it out with a semblance of self along with riches The story never slows and never flinches Somebody's gotta build the bridges for the pitches You know the business [Verse 2] Underrated but I'm ballin like I'm Bradley Beal It's been a massive task to get here but the class is real Poise under pressure, voided out the lesser Born for marathons and bred to sprint at my oppressors Regardless of the circumstances I secure the treasure If you ain't patient with the glue you both undo together Blow the speakers out the tether ready for whoever It's no such thing as a forever come with different measures Altogether, they don't pay attention to your soul I'm building a deck that only my hands could hold Lookin in my mind at the lines and the folds, when it winds through a time where the lights never go Blizzard covered fights through the nights and the cold Shadows of our demons off the bites in the poles See? We dont really like what we was told So we built our own reality that never could be sold Wouldn't need a dollar or a dime, just a minute of some time Where you standing in the line? Dust turn to diamonds all depending on the grind You gone be one of many, or the last of your kind nigga? Pressure on the 9 and the 5s When they lie we oblige Once the license arrives Wasn't hiding behind What the spies would disguise Ain't no time to revise So I'm fly with my guys