Redwood Road Flows

I just left my momma's house
Arroz con pollo on the couch
If it ain't some shit I really lived I never talk about
It in all my songs
I'm out here trying to right my wrongs
And so I put my flaws in a song and I just hope y'all understand it
I know your girl well and she getting daily advances
From niggas chasing advances from labels
Ironically getting labeled is what we canceled because Popo pullin up randomly
Searching for an excuse to put ransom up on our head or a bullet right through it
Fuck it we all been through it
If I’m speeding why am I scared he gon' be shooting?
Influenced by what we see on TV
But TV only shows us selling dope in white tees and hoodies
So when you see me cut a check
And pay me with respect
But you know that I’d be wrong if I’d be coming for your neck
I ain’t trippin I know you owe me amma let you live your debt
Told my momma I’m finna make it if it take me to my death
Who am I?
Yeah
Valley boy Zo
From 8 0 1
Beat to my drum
Light skin with the beady eyes
To my own detriment I never lie on a song
I expose my self like tmi, TMZ
Pardon me
If I'm sharing too much of me
See if I bleed
I stain
And let you see
My pain
And prophecy
Niggas wanna talk bout me
I laugh
I "he he he"
I came from poverty
See there’s never been a nigga this good
Right off the jump
This real and this pop and hot
Or this strong
With so many different flows this one
For this song
Next one I’ll switch up
This one will get bit up
It’s crazy
These niggas ain’t real dawg they flow fugazi
My flow too crazy
Don’t be acting shady uhh
Redwood had me seeing red necks, back woods and Mercedes
On the block
The old heads seen me young and tried to play me
Momma told me don’t take no advice if it ain’t me
Evidently niggas still on the same streets
And I just hit 300k on like 8 beats
The multi faceted
Young Nazareth
Nigga I’m a star I’m like an asterisk
I swear I never asked for this
Look into my eyes and you might die I’m like a basilisk
New to the game but I sound like I mastered this
Welcome to my day day
Niggas pray I slip and break
Women will tell me lies and I eat it up it's like a wedding cake
I just take it to the face
I ain't into wasting time
I was selling packs out my trunk for nickels and dimes
Realest shit I ever wrote
I remember losing hope
My daddy ain't coming back
Fuck it then I got to grow
Learned that I could never trust no body but my mom and bro's
Learned that I could never trust nobody never ugh
Yeah
I just left my momma's house
Arroz con pollo on the couch
If it ain't some shit I really lived I never talk about
It in all my songs
I'm out here trying to right my wrongs
And so I put my flaws in a song and I just hope y'all understand it
I know your girl well and she getting daily advances
From niggas chasing advances from labels
Ironically getting labeled is what we canceled because Popo pullin up randomly
Searching for an excuse to put ransom up on our head or a bullet right through it