Gotta b

I don't got the privilege of
Not being a genius
Or the innocence to cross me into preaching
Or charisma to convince me I don't need it
My nigga, I don't be enough enough
‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be'
‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', Mavi a I be machine
Sloppy hobby hard lines presented
Been carving my dreams
Mirror hidden 'cause analyzing paralyzing
Clogged up and scandalizing, clear the nozzle
Bossed up
Hear your knock and ain't acknowledge
Man ride I'm standing by him
Dirty like the sand in the Carolinas
Stolen like the land that we vandalizing
Landslide victory grilling these liars
Your squad stay bickering
My niggas made men you nothing like us
Leaf getting heated and broke up
The fee getting yoked up
The heart cold, heat got the bulk dumped
Least I was owed bruh the lease is now over
I don't hold no interest in
Leaps after convenience because
I don't have the privilege of
Not being a genius and my nigga stop playing
'cause you don't either
The kids is hearing shit that you saying
You over speakers
My shit a crack a critic like
Grin on the Mona Lisa
Fit for the post-hip-hop poaching the most
Poke the sleeping bear if you need me
I'm aware I spent Ayer on the deep end
But I Built my name