Sincerest Don - What Can You Say

My name itself is my truth
Washing down this pain, wit sum smoke and some Vueve
We ain't have a clue, just knew to turn 1 to 2
Lost my dawg to them peoples, he still fighting for a truce
22 That magic number
I done been around some summers
Gas prices sky high, you can barely feed the runners
Call my youngin for special teams
I gotta keep a gunner
He clutching on on 3rd and long
Just waiting for me to punt it
Rap niggas steady stuntin, different cities, posting money
Straight lunching, that's pointing killer bees, to the honey
Watching these junkies, got me blessеd I been a hunter
Learn from seeing my mother
Make miraclеs, through the struggle
Damn I love her, I'm writing this now, on a flight to see my brother
And my newly born niece, got me back hungry, niggas in trouble
I caught fire, like spydah Mitchell in the bubble chasing them sacks young
My rookie year they had to double

What can you say to that Nigga
Who got the world on his plate, lately been breaking day
Cuz he caught up making plays, what can you say
And he duckin cases, in the trap, tryna be faceless
He started from the basement
What can you say to that Nigga
Who got the world on his plate, lately been breaking day
Cuz he caught up making plays, what can you say
And he duckin cases, in the trap, tryna be faceless
He started from the basement

My bitch say I got selective hearing
She don't know I'm lackin feelings, and a list of other issues
I threw out the window
I'm in a rental
20k in Tennesse plates, like the wire, Motorola
From different States, Dumfries Ace, poker face
I know the way, do the speed limit
Mind ya business and you'll be straight, niggas fake
Bitches take, I treat it all the same, my name my name
In this race to win this dirty game
Rahz hit me, say it's our year, my Nigga give em flame
I'm tryna run it up, to the point where niggas claim that I changed & fuck fame
I overcame these streets
Close calls, but overcame the Freeze

What can you say to that Nigga
Who got the world on his plate, lately been breaking day
Cuz he caught up making plays, what can you say
And he duckin cases, in the trap, tryna be faceless
He started from the basement
What can you say to that Nigga
Who got the world on his plate, lately been breaking day
Cuz he caught up making plays, what can you say
And he duckin cases, in the trap, tryna be faceless
He started from the basement

Written by:
Wallace Fendell

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