- Calculated Patience
(Verse 1)
One time for the boy tho I turned a man quick
Wounds on the surface covered with a bandage
The ones underneath took a whole lotta time
Every second, every moment had to rewire the mind
To stop rewinding time, and leave it all behind
See the jealousy as flattery, maybe its a sign
- Moscow Mule
(Verse 1)
Shoutout to the real, this ones for y’all
Lacing the kicks and we ready to ball
Heres a message for all the nay-saying haters
Winning back to back like the 09 lakers
Up in 0 ten, and we looking for more
Got a bad little bitch and she lookin to bone
- Treasures
(Verse 1)
Sad to say as of late things aint goin my way
Came thru with a bang still they aint clicking play
They passing on me thinking im another one of them
Another sorry rapper yapping bout a life he don’t live
But nah that aint me im a rebel with a cause
No intent to disrupt I aint bent on destruction
- What I Am
Commentator speaking in Drunken British Tones
(Verse 1)
Black boots black pants, white hoodie, black cap
Walk into the scene looking like a checkered flag
Meaning that the game over, im the man of the year
Was fed up with the bullshit, and so I disappeared
- Zastrovya
[verse 1]
Zastrovya lemme pour a shot for ya
Take it all down with one single stroke
To the back of the throat, then coming some more
Get a buzz going baby as im bagging this dope
No coke no pills, no smoke, only realness
Hope, good feels and a whole lotta g shit
Shoutout to the queens, not the princes mistress