MASTER OF NONE (Freestyle)

Stacked like the government, wack!

Life moves quick moves fast

Shots but the bullet bit back

Airing my shit like attack

Evian water on tap

Baby it’s like that

Like palm trees in the ‘pines

And I copped a couple jawnz

And I move through the scene like I’m Dom in Fast n’ furious life calling

Baby call me back

imma hit you in the morning

Highlight but the lights still dimming low Grey Skies but the rhymes

Still hitting though

Got time, brought the vibes

And I’m feeling like I’m high

On the rise, can we slide

When we hit the floor?

Oh no, oh no,

Skin brown chocolate like Cocoa

Ah yes, ah yes, ah yes,

Said baby I’m the man with the plan

When I hit it like this uh

Said baby I’m the man with the plan

When I hit itlike this uh

Hopped out the bed, no futon

Got the salad with the croton

Walked with the force like Newton

I be staying zen like Buddha

They be on my dick

They be staying on that Judas

I been on the rhymes

I been staying on the low

If I ain’t remind you

My name is Young Co

Vios at the back of the track

Got the pedal on go, like

Slappin’ the bass gotta settle down Whoa like,

I’m flowing like the don, Quezon

The flan I’m on the phone with KEV like What’s popping?

Hopped to the next spot

Cause I been hot

Copped the next drop,

Smoked a leaf now I’m yawning

Ten toes for no hoes

Got a lotta 5-0

Moving shady hold up baby,

It’s alarming

Lifestyle, it’s a ride

From the bottom to the top

Moving steady with my step

Cause I’m all in

Uh what, yeah, and you know we steady ballin

Blame it on my confidence

You could say that I’m anomaly

Girl, you knowing that its up

You see now

Cocoa with the swag

Believe now

You boys is senile

Running outta plays

In denial

Effervescent

The champagne shots go bring out I need hella applause a big round

Rolling 4 j’s like we jound

Been locked in the key out

Booked my flights like peace out

(Yeah, yeah)

When will i get all my time?

Maybe i’ll get on my time

Steady jotting on the rhymes

Get it, I pop it, I swerve

All of them birds

I could never be a nerd

All of my vibes so true

Never really fucked wit you

Can’t really hang in the booth

it ain’t nun I couldn’t do

Don’t really fuck with the rules

Shawty let’s groove

-Made this shit at my lil cribbo

But better believe that you really gon’ feel it 4L ‘member the name it’s Young Cocoa I etch it in chronicles really gon never take L’s God on my side, all my demons get pressed out Allmy oppy’s gon’ never prevail

Victory lap but I don’t need a trophy Where i go up i cant even tell

Mmm, let’s go, lets go, let’s go

Mmm, ok, ok, ok