No IOU's

[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah, look Been a kid since high school, too cool For an old school, to the new school Move through lines, to few like mine Use to move like dimes, till I blew like mines I do write rhymes, get the fuck up out my face though Shade blowing haze, everyday I just chain smoke Came through those shitty-ass days like a rain coat Packs on my back, roll like cash first This is backpack flow On to the next, fully armed with the ret Calm and collected, call this inventive Arms ambidextrous, two hands to take you in the lawn Where the fence is, just to get offensive I'm back to it; rap, I smack stupid You lack movement while I'm on the next page You'll be on a plane, the next day I'm at the surf in the waves, all the same I get paid Black as gold pirate on my iris Aspire to find to seguire my rhymes fineness Been spitting but I gotta make it hit though Big toe-tags for these rappers when I pinch those In the lab with the beast through the grays Sneak to the fade, I just see through the page Vans from '03 I just laced up Rams, hand-to-hands since we were in A1's That's toddler, I'm next on the roster Coming correct in your heads, an imposter Imposter? No time for fake shit Bath salt flow, one page and your face splits I aced it, piff in the basement Chips in the safe and the gems are adjacent I'm all boss, you're all soft as Charmin Pay whatever cost, this state never lost it With [???] in my rhymester Butt 'em here for mine, dropping lines to pop eyelids Lyrically, I'm chemically a bomb Really gonna step to me, you're going nonchalant