bored..

Palms itching

They saying K!D on that shit again

Pen so sharp

Nearly fucked around and lost my hand

Scheming on the low

I been putting belt to ass

Always keep the circle small

So no can’t loop you in

No drizzy

But these sessions turnt me into a night owl

High off life now

No wonder the say I’m too loud

Next thing you know I’m too proud

But the fam know I got pennies on me

Married to this game and fore I leave

I need the all the money

Talking LLCs

And couple trips outside the country

Foreign imports

Write em off for the luxuries

Up against myself

Nobody better at being me

Comparison be making allies

Into enemies

I’m one of one

Still ain’t no end to me

Everything I speak gone live beyond me

That’s my legacy

God by my side

So of course I’m bout to bet on me

Every risk I took gon pay off

Yeah just wait and see

Who knew sitting in my room

Watching ceiling fans go round round?

Would be the birth of the K!D

That’s what you call an ultrasound

Who knew boredom

Could make me change up my whole lifestyle?

To pretty women, sold out tours

Milking the cash cow

Getting to the money

Yeah them dollar dollar bills

Hella C.R.E.A.M for my team

Yeah I put that on the vill, unh

We gon tell the world about

The life that we used to live

Struggling, hustling

All while dreaming bout a meal

Shootouts on the block

You just wanna make it home at night

Thinking back on

Why you had to be in ‘fore the street lights

Same rules apply

I can’t stay round negativity

Ain’t following the trends

Cause that ain’t longevity

Listening to my heart

That’s been with my from start

From the moment

That ideas start to spark

Utter words, crumble herb

Keep on scribbling these bars

Who knew every hit I’d make

Would come from being bored