Miyagi Blueprint

Lyrics

[Intro] What I like about music, and the kind of music that I like, is kind of, like, hey, twenty seconds into the tune, you know who this artist is, because there's something unique about him or her. That's why they put the record on [Hook] It's new pressures, we ain't leaving it gentle Feel unsafe but he faith then go pray in a temple Bag of tree gon' burn residential Try, tame Miyagi blueprint like AP a stencil (what?) [Verse 1] I flick Bic and light the peel like I fold Elementals I'm the reason why he's writing, tryna average credentials Always knew I'd be a legend, be in a mood for tax How's he tryin catching to my pen? I'm not using mine I'm obsessed with A. Rex's - Apex, I'm known to get checks and hit exes Real bless, I'm still gon' text without flexin It's chess not checkers but my guys might check in [Verse 2] Like, rah, who's your bredrin? Why's he even here? Talkin' bout some money, I don't know him, it ain't even clear Got the pretty by the bar like, "baby, I need a beer" Brodie no license in the van and he can't even steer I got a fiending for the merch cos now they seen the gear Just made another pound move and I can't even cheer Just know they'll use it as a weakness if they see your fears And I can't get enough of shawty since I seen the rear I had 'em stoppin at a traffic light they seen a deer They hatin' baby, AP wavy like we by the pier I'm takin' flight to find the right cos this my kinda year And if you lookin' for that gas then you can find it here! (Gas, gas gas) I spit that [Verse 3] See the moves co-ordinated so they oughta hate it Like nigga with the sticks the way I orchestrate it They got me thinking touchdowns the way I port the pavement You write a whole bunch of raps but never wrote a statement Flows are hell-raising, big Jamaican tryna smoke with Satan Bun anybody mid-session I can't leave 'em waiting Like all the different word placement, shit be trailblazin' Nah, it wasn't there bro, I was out ravin' Think he's in a form I don't like how he's waiting Getaway, shit be quick, we plotted by the station You cold, but I'm Boy Glacier You cold, but the boy gilet shit It's some lame shit [Hook] It's new pressures, we ain't playin' it gentle Feel unsafe but he faith then go pray in a temple Bag of tree gon' burn residential Try, tame Miyagi blueprint like AP a stencil (what?)