(JuneThaKid & Craishon)

I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up
I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough
I had so many try to run game on me, give it up
Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up

They can’t do it quick enough
Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump
They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front
Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump
Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front

($aiku)

This the shit I was plotting on at the lunch table with the homies
Back when I had hoop dreams doing calf raises in the morning
I was really tryna make a pretty penny off a play on then ugly corners
On the southside near little earth they sending strays be cautious

Robbers always watching shooters always be watching
17th was where I learned it all was a couple times I could’ve lost it
On back blocks doing hot shit saw that fast money went all in
Fucked around and almost crashed out had to switch it up can’t be thoughtless

Steady going through the motions till I found rap now I know I want this
Half steppin means you half-hearted if you ain’t wit keep from round us
Cause momma made sure them ends met no matter what like a draw-bridge
Kept bills paid and the house ours if she felt the pressure never saw shit

Watched her grind like a metal worker for the minimum way too often
Shit put me into overdrive till she’s overpaid I can’t stop this
Up late late tryna spin gold I should charge you niggas for your first kid
Trash rappers ate for too long swear they still alive as allowance, Basement

(JuneThaKid & Craishon)

I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up
I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough
I had so many try to run game on me, give it up
Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up

They can’t do it quick enough
Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump
They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front
Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump
Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front


(JuneThaKid)

Honestly I feel like none of these niggas can rhyme with me
And obviously they see the god in me it’s a whole lotta dishonesty
Same niggas who didn’t rock with me wanna come kick it like soccer teams
Cause they hear that basement philosophy thinking I’m something like Socrates
I guess I can’t blame em logically

I done seen niggas switch up cause they think you got clout now the simplest shit mean a lot to me
I gotta watch who’s around, if there’s ever a doubt then I’m cutting em off and no stopping me
Had to stop fucking with shorty she stay in her feelings and say I treat her like she property
Way that we growing I can’t take my foot off the gas till this Basement Gang shit a monopoly

So many Ws back to back, this starting to feel like a robbery
In my Duffy whenever they plot on me
Now they ain’t got a choice to acknowledge me
I’m a god when I rhyme, when these niggas be saying their prayers, I just feel like they mocking me

Got they souls in my fingertips, might preach the word with these verbs and commence to the slaughtering

(JuneThaKid & Craishon)

I had so many nights when a nigga thought of giving up
I had so many lines that I couldn’t cross quick enough
I had so many try to run game on me, give it up
Whole time they wanna come stir the pot and watch it thicken up

They can’t do it quick enough
Catch me posted with the same niggas that I came with from the jump
They can hate but they can’t hang with us, cause our lane different don’t front
Never change cause I’m the same nigga you couldn’t play with from the jump
Had to learn the game ‘for I had a name, now they got a nigga name I’m the front