TrophyMan

[Man of the Year] I'm dropping ashes on my past again I light up to bask in it Look beneath the mask, tryna find a path to happiness But that comes with an asterisk Passionate debates tryna figure out where the passion went When I actually I hate the fact That I seem to have this off switch Most rappers ain't honest Authenticity slept on, it's wack These niggas ain't on shit When the bomb hit 'em And the calm come, drumming on rhythm And the ganja's what I chief Under bright lights and palm trees Better call me back and I mean that Where the weed at, get a reaction Battery pack in my back when I blast off My mind's a hack saw These dudes are wack but they act raw And I rap well, my pants smell My shit sicker than Bagwell I feel like I can't fail And yall under my damn spell I popped two I can't stand still Won't stop til I get my brand built Captain of my life, watch me grab wheel And chill Rapping in the canopy Rambling until my stands filled with fans I got these plans in my pocket, I'ma build it from the ground And lay the foundation down and make a sound that'll break the pavement Won't stop 'til I say when I'm a amazing now Yall basic how Hate me now Motherfucka [Trophies] Undeniable Young nigga with a mind on cash And my eyes on your wife ass, bite me High life and it don't got a price tag What you gonna do when your hype past hyphy Pass that, Pisces Splash back, ash bowl Yep, yep casual Pipe dream, light green when the light red Sunroof open when I'm driving with my pen I been On my own for so long Trainwreck got me to gone Gotta move on, make a new song But I'm grown now No slowing down Mama more proud than O-Town when it's show time So live, no foul, I'm a falcon Fuck rap When I bleed is my blood black Malcolm in my DNA FK my team can't cut Cap Make it count like a jump jack Collapse, never come back I run laps around these bum ass rugrats When the drum crash spit dumb gas Tongue spazz Lungs like guns in the lab Drugs in the bag in the back of the trunk Immaculate skunk, funk Packing a punch The Captain can crunch Man these sluts go bananas and nuts And that's what they want Nothing can hamper the lust They so scandalous I handle it once and I handle it twice Asking what happened to us I'm tryna make Hannah Montana my wife for tonight Or Alex Russo Gotta move slow Gotta play the cards right Like Yugi, I could make the duo do me Doobie rolled Truth be told, super cold flow is gold Lois Lane is still my hoe And I ain't even Superman But what you know? '07 Tip Wait until I'm hella rich I said wait until I'm hella rich Wait until I'm hella rich Wait until I'm hella rich Man I'm so hot she think I'm devilish