Garrison

Yeah, yeah, lo-fi

Yeah, bitch

Look

Can bribe a set, but never could you buy respect

What y'all neglect is artistry and I am vexed

I'm fly as heck, so try your best

The only **** taking off without a private jet

Abide or rest in the streets, bro

Drilling your home like you work for depot

Fill his beater up with the chrome and make him a freak show

The leap so damn uncalled for

He clapped that man's house 'cause he was making his broad sore

In bed though, your mans don't put in work

What your squad for? Think Legos

They building blocks to help you see the plot that's in your head, yo

Immense growth is what the goal is currently

I'm surfing through the streams so I can row in currency

Spitter Andretti, when I do it, that shit is heavy

That's a earful, like when you get caught with your mama's Chevy, ****

Yeah, and now I'm ready, ****

It's been a long time coming, now I'm heading to the road

Mama porch light buggin', so I gotta get a gold

Plaque, my ****, so I rap, my ****

Tryna get it for you

I'm tryna find my way up, find my way up

It's been a long time coming, now I'm heading to the road

Mama porch light buggin', so I gotta get a gold

Plaque, my ****, so I rap, my ****

Tryna get it for you

I'm tryna find my way up, find my way up, yeah

Every night, you can catch me saying my grace

While hitters putting in that work, and then they spray on they break

It's magic how they get 'em gone when it's relating to cake

You put some cash up in they palm, wizards a wave in this place

And I got a bitch look like Selena now

Pussy, Aquafina, drown

Told her my name Justin, got me feeling like I'm Bieber now

Generation leader, bow down to the fucking prince of B-more

And trouble coming to America, I'm Prince Akeem, whore

I need more time to be considered a great

That's why I'm punching every line

Like there's something wrong with the stapler, dude

I been divine, I just had to swing in and make the move

A winner's mindset in a world where you made to lose

But ay, the blues is obsolete

Banging through obnoxious speaks

Hip hop at least every track

By lo-fi inside a toxic Jeep

Huh, and **** talking 'bout talk is cheap

Shit, lo-fi, bitch