PUSH A TEE

Never knew love, just knew measurements

Hit the block, make it speak, dead presidents

Four door in the seat, like a marzipan

Sweet ride, but the business is a contraband

War pain, like a rose stitched by the street

Heavy cost less than the shoes on my feet

I don't rap with a smile, I rap with a smirk

Cause I made ten figures and I never did work

With pain in the profit, just a stove Had a soul, cooked truth in the dark

Now my closet got gold, they paid all my losses I turned them to gain

Got rich from the drought, now I dance in the rain

Tears never fell, only scales got tipped

Never told my story, let the bank accountdrip

No smile in the flicks, just silence and see

What the sign for the trap, ain't no label could seal

Yeah I'm in the streets, I push a tee like rap veterans

Lines cut clean, no filler, just raw elegance

Whip game, eloquent dudes talk the delicate

I always reign top, like got the best regiment

Watch my opps fall to the bottom like sediment

I speak in brick quotes, sermons from the pyrex

Teach to the stove, I ain't bow to no highness

Numbers like scriptures, profit in the margins

Used to break down hope in apartments with carpets

Now it's custom floors, chef cookin' in silence

Make it off of the pressure, I was raised in defiance

Gold on my neck, like a king in the drought

I saw them escape and they prayed for a route

I don't rap for applause, I rap like indictments

Everything raw and only for enlightenment

You pose for the gram, I pose with a plan

You wore out the scale 'fore I ever had fans

Yeah I'm in the streets, I push a tee like rap veterans

Lines cut clean, no filler, just raw elegance

Whip game, eloquent dudes talk the delicate

I always reign top, like got the best regiment

Watch my opps fall to the bottom like sediment

I was raised with a cult, don't melt, no empathy

Stash lot shaped like a vault in a symphony

Quarter brick flippin' like sins in a liturgy

Whip game, gifted my wrist, need a ministry

Cop by the ghost, now I haunt where the winners be

Talkin' to the scale like it's part of my energy

Still got the code like a yale with the centerpiece

Still got the heat like July in the Middle East

Still got the reach like I'm signed with the embassy

You got a plug but he talk too friendly, he finicky

I rap, push, and push a tee

Lines in the verse on the table subtly

Tee like the merch, tee like the trap degree

Tee like the tenth of a key that's masterpiece

I don't talk cap, I just cap what they couldn't reach

Grew up where brick made food and energy

It's a eulogy