WhatAIntro.

[Intro] Aye it's YoungGiftedSoul fool Finally, I mean its bout time YoungGiftedSoooooooul [Verse 1: Lona] Yeah Look at me, you can't Cause you telling you lies, you so fake You can't look me in the eyes, I'm so focused on the prize I don't even pay no mind, man on fire running outta time No sleep, let the sheets burn till the last Klan member dies For respect and pride I put my life up on the line, black panther state of mind So black you can't see the light shine been in the shadows of my friends my whole lifetime Hate when people offer two-cents can't pay they tides or mine God say don't idolize cause the devil make his magnum opus with a idol mind So idols be my rivals only for survival, that's my answer boy AI Pull up on ya shawty on the low ain't I? Get attached to these women then I gotta peel off Broads still sleeping on the kid so I bought the hoe a pillow, then I find out she gave homie head on the spread too much info Can't feel a thing these days like I'm blowing indo, gotta try to crack a window, momma trying to keep me indoors This the win I'm going in fo, this is Sparta Tom Izzo Been knowing I was gifted with these words since I was sitting in Ms.Killough Crossing bridges, signing treaties never burn em, yall see how that end up Kids in class always trying to correct my grammar or etiquette Show me the subject and the predicate And I'm tempted to go Haunting in Connecticut Ain't trying to be the president, my knowledge always evident in my first impressionsesis Cause I treat the first shot like the last one, call me Mr.Kemba cause you know I'm connectin it Or maybe Mr.Webster cause me making it is definite And baby girl I'm lame cause I don't smoke or drink, baby girl, you simple Sorry I'm the only one treat body like a temple Sorry I'm the lame popping local's bubbles like a pimple Picking up the tempo, I'm a non factor but that ain't what i hear tho It's more how much time is Lona spending on the intro? How I make my pen go the way that his go? Ole girl he was with was bad, how can i get one of his hoes? Boys straight disrespectful talking bout it ain't a diss tho I guess I would too if I had this flow Still manage to shine with all the little shade they give me I try to, bring change by the pennies, haters kill me with the thought they make a difference I'm still dropping double doubles, yeah that's the point you missing Never tied down anymore I gotta catch em all including Missy Now the girl I'm talking to is probably pissy I'm still trippy, off what my old flames did to me, 3rd degree Cause they type isn't me but every time I see her man his name behind free or R.I.P Should I repeat? like 30 year old freshman Hope I ain't disrespecting, homie I'm just stretching This my warm up and my come up, till they know who not to mess with Till my legacy the lesson and my story be the legend If you was trying to bring me down you get a 0 for affect A "A" for effort just cause I can't find a "F" All the things they put me through, always end up pulling through They don't notice you working till you do all they said wouldn't do or couldn't do Swear I'll never get through to you People love you while they using you Smile in your face and behind ya back they doing you Right under yo nose, you can't smell it, no common senses i suppose But God sees all and he knows and he always help his own, who think they on they own I'ts like these boys ain't got no soul, the girls done left theirs on the poles So I let it be like water, I flow it, yeah Fluid influential, picked the pen up, drop the pencil Since 2nd grade I was writing stories in the crayon, while you stuck to the stencil Now I'm throwing curve balls at ya like my name Ichiro, what a intro Huh what a intro? Huh what a intro? My homies was like Lona aye, where the intro? I told them Here it is WhatAIntro