STODDART - RPM's

Bye-bye
Up close n personal this time
I wrote the verses, this shits mine
I brought the horses, imma let it ride
Ya, go ignore this, rip another line
Behind the wheel you drive snowblind
Nose so numb but naw I ain't high
Had the window cracked, from the Tim's I buy
Moving so fast past dotted white lines
I like to go fast, so fast I might die
Am I a jackass, no I'm a guy fwend
I like to think often, but the coughing holds thoughts in
I'll be like Hopsin, man with more options
Still on the skateboard still ain't got drop-ins
That's why I gotta work hard
Don't wanna be a retard
Don't wanna have to be your
Puppet or panned peter
She a dream eater, so I gotta to leave her, now I'm on my own and I know I'm an Overachiever
Who do you believe sir?
Yourself or your friends pal. Cause Imma do my research, you can get a psych Evaluation, insinuation
I touch it once. contamination exasperation I'm that patient
You called me here
I don't have patience, and I don't belong near
Any of these things that they've tried to teach to me
Fuck the church, there the ones that need me
I seen on TV the lies they feed me
I'd rather stay home and smoke my damn weed.
Livin on nothing, and my tank on empty
But I stay puffing, usually OG
Giving up loving, commit to being lonely
It's easy to live when you minus the worries
I've got stories on unequal people I'm not sorry if I've been deceitful
I ain't evil, sure as heck ain't good
Got a lotta skill you know ya boy will could
Be the illest in the game
But Phillis blocking the frame
I'm killing this shit again
I'm the realest in my lane, 24
I'm silly be insane
I'm poor but I write for changes
Throwing my sense to rain
Sick of the thoughtless pain
Now I'm driving with the green in the glovebox again.
Who needs a reup that's not cocaine
Cause I've got kush to ease ya brain
All about the Polymer
Getting a bunch of followers
Tryna stay anonymous
My flow is so autonomous
Nobody really want the dust
In chevy I trust it's no challenge, I'm just keeping my balance.
I swerve the package to Alice's place
Find myself leaving the palace at usual pace
I sip from a chalice straight from outer space
The aurora borealis reveals it's face
Wait just a minute, I must be tripping from trace
Amounts of the shit I dropped off
Pull over and stop
I need to vomit a lot
Get this crap out of my bod
Don't need to be any closer to God
I'm fine down here, where I'm fixing the odds
I'm fine down here, just smoking my pots
Avoiding the law
That's right, reminders all for em
I've got a binder with poems
I'll get your spinal fluid flowing
And extract it the moment I know no ones going to see me do it
I'll sell it before you knew it even happened
Next time your crapping
Your spine will snap and you'll fall in
That is that man, what's your callin
Mine is ballin on things you want and
never letting anybody tell me nothing
Cause I've got something, the rest desire
If I knew what it was, I'd be a liar
Still I keep it spinning like a Goodyear tire
Cause 2021 is the year you expire
Or the year you retire
My suggestion, bye sir

Written by:
Will Stoddart

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