Lone Ranger

(Sphero)

No

Still working on plans for paper

Tryna make bread with all of my bros

My broski got the brightest neck

His diamonds wet, need more of the gold

Iron outside, just tourin' the roads

I'm probably working with more of the flows

I'll soon be on your playlist, bro

Said I'm famous now, I need more if I pose (Aye)

But I don't take pics, I'm more than a ghost (Look, listen)

They say I'm smooth on beats like Jackson

Spit fire like a dragon

Ticks like Nike on the music ting

Lil Tecca, I ain't talkin' Ransom

Stay juugin', I'm way too lit

When I see dough, pay my boys like ransom

Sono troppo, ondulato

I'm so wavy, I can speak in Latin (Aye)

He said he can speak in Latin

Crazy, I can speak in Spanish

Mucho gusto, I'm 2F, what's crackin'?

Most my bredrins say I'm blessed at rappin'

Really, I was way too fly before they put me up on Rising Talent

Now they want me to rise, that's standard (Aye)

Keep it steady, haffi rise my balance (Listen, look)

Gettin' gyal ain't cash endeavor

So, "Stick to the grind" is what I told my bro

Need the bag Next to Me like Emeli

No see-saw, I got Highs and Lows

Like Ne-Yo, So Sick of them, man

Talk is cheap, they wan' hate my grow

They wanna be united like States

I woulda blown up, bidin' like Joe (Yo)

Me and broski just vibin' with it

Are you hearin' that, B? Man's slidin' with it

Paper's a plus sign, dime with it

I don't wanna die, I'm grind-grinding with it

Like ArrDee, I ain't rollin' Wid It

'Cause I'm stuck with them like cement, no bricks

Never be left on the side like a sideman

I'm a well-known star like deepfakes

And we got skills like Neymar did

We're in the field doing rainbow flicks

Look, I'm way too fly like a jet

We're up in the sky and we're takin' trips

I ain't from the block like J-Lo

This ain't no gameshow

True, I been takin' risks

They're salty 'cause I'm ready like Walkers

Bro, did you catch that phrase (I did)

Aye

Took a L, now it's back to the basic

Bando baby

Before the rap, it's the trap that paid me

Hooyo macaan, think I'm stuck in my ways

Looked at me like someone who changed

Hardly

Tell the opp boys come

Cowardly

All I hear they got beef with the Malis

But in their rap they're speakin' Somali

I don't know wagwan for the chargie

Spoke online, couldn't back your dargie

You can't say you're a militant yute

You never had no gun, no army

Too many mandem talk on my name

They're just pissed that they're line is appalling

Don't get pissed, I'm far from a trapper

I'ma chop, hear 'em falling

**** are washed and they don't get paid

Kidnap who? ****, stay in your lane

Fully paid are my bros, and I don't know Ace

Fours up, tell a **** really freeze up

We can't work if it ain't our 'caine

I need bare mids and I'm tired of rookies

Too many times I've witnessed payment failing

Bro, I'm far from lucky

M on his head, I ain't talkin' Vegeta

Uh, I got beef with nerds

And same time I got beef with pussies

And the feds keep takin' my guys

Now free Madz and free Boogie

If he trips, put blades in hoodies

Opps get corn cah they lack, full pussy, ah

STC loves driving Skodas

But I'm more Polo, G

I don't wanna hear no talk 'bout pace

I'm way too young with a need for speed

Need some work, then send me the addy

I've got jobs for you indeed

I'm so cold when I speak this shit

I turned this room like nought degrees

I don't like takin' breaks

I'm graftin' loads and it's so insane

Age thirteen, never spent one penny

Walked in places always stained

I'm age sixteen, tryna work on me

Music, build, sustain

Like Drake, I wanna pop champagne

I've gotta pave my lane

Still step out with a burner burnin'

Tryna mash work with a PGP

Too many man wanna be put on

But the work I do ain't easy-pea'

I'm networking on Telegram

I've been workin', tryna help the fam

Wake up early, wake up PCs

Make some P, then I'm out for scran

Gotta mix these packs and potions

No P's till I put a SIM in a burner

I'm on the block like Werner

Backroad lurker

Fully paid, bro, I'm a earner

I fly past, I'm a headtop turner

Them olders are washed like Sami Khedira

And they should start calling me uncle

'Cause when I speak on these beats they get murdered

I have to pebble up, bro, shut the curtains

Late nights up in the lab, I'm still working

Straight facts, even droppin' a verse in

I took a L and I kept on learnin'

You can't stop me now, it's not workin'

Purgin' till the phone keeps on twerkin'

Gotta switch the spot, they're still lurkin'

Big bat, cookin' up tunes, I put work in

Ten toes, I don't lapse in the trench

And when you need more I'm right back like I'm Trent

I get 'round, I don't sit on a bench

I'm opening doors while they're stuck at the fence

And I'm still tryna pop like bubble wrap

Flyin' packs OT, just a hustler

Never had no P's till we juggled packs

If your bird's ten-ten, I might double-tap