Right Way (feat. Pyrex the Enigma)

4000 if i end up ending classes Sorry momma i gotta party ya cannot crash it These sounds they for the masses Emo all over me I can't find my happiness Falling from the ugly tree You under me Understand my words when i spit em Effortless motion, i'm moving like a zombie when i'm wit em Parents wilding in the kitchen College topic i just wanna rap They put me in this bag and they knowing that That careless act who am i The bad kid Rebellious i don't do a lot Cut the convo short like a barber shop You knowing why Cause i been running wit some dead weight on my shoulders Chest it get colder Like i got it ship from Dakota We get it cracking like a fresh open soda Know who i be wit Niggas throwing shade thank ya tho sun was beaming Believe me I am unbothered When it come to you ni**as Cause ima eye the secret eye and then chop it wit jigga Who the fuck That ni**a is Wit albums Nigga chuck Swear he doing it he getting rowdy Now people Start to buy the shit Hitting links and sucking dick Find some pride And help ya self get out the pit Nigga i been Mobbing wit my minions Aint to many of em The circle tighter than henges Doors open we enter Difficult to get out Like a splinter No lie ima problem they skipping Aye Closed emotions its too late and i can't open up Cross my mind but look both ways before you're under my ride Timid chucky in they churches i can't speak to god thats why i need some time So i ain't fucking wit no bitches for a minute I admit it I been dogging like some bitches Feelings i be in em Yellow thoughts And ima trynna be a smiley boy Found my wings and now i wanna sore Yuh Who would tell me i couldn't do it No explanation for stagnation and pacing movements Meet up with the homies for a way to escape any nuisance Finding the right way with my left handed uses And to prove that the newness never loses but I'm the loser right Wasting time writing rhymes line by line 'stead of being on my job grind Giving car rides staying on her good side And getting him off my mind But brushing past that did the depot in september Gave me more confidence as i lost my temper As far as i can remember wanted to do a show with a song in the center Had one feature and the rest augmenter And they told me that i surprised them the most Wasn't gonna brag or boast with my energy on a status quo Maintained but by the next show ima have some more As i broke out my shell like i stomped on a koopa Got that chuckyrex swag with the way that we loop a Round a beat like a ring of fire ain't no escaping From the duo you knew doe as we always engage in Killing sprees back to back from yellow thoughts to tempest Ain't like you micro-softies we stay in the same template As i write this feature chucky got me deep, in knee deep shit you get to see how black sheep get Closed emotions it's too late and i can't open up Cross my mind but look both ways before you're under my ride Timid chucky in they churches i can't speak to god thats why i need some time So i ain't fucking wit no bitches for a minute I admit it I been dogging like some bitches Feelings i be in em Yellow thoughts And ima trynna be a smiley boy Found my wings and now i wanna sore Yuh They might correct me for being me Cts the biggest bumble bee in the field of trees They fail to see the real mc I wont believe They all of these fa**ets want bangers bangers i'm to weird where for the city Its obvious They i don't wanna stoop that level The feedback ima go harder to make them regret em Ima corn Cause i ain't make it to get pop from a kettle But we popping like kettle Bet they liking this rebel But fuck My numbers never high Never the driver of my Drive I feel like i can't ride so i just Found my wings now i fly I'm done wit my parents I'm done with emotions I gotta go Know its fucking apparent That ima be paying rent Until its the right time for my wings to show And i don't think they ready for that shit Cause when i quit them shifts Ima run this bitch Ugh You testing tempers I'm testing tesla Got so many goals i can't fit em inside of dressers Them ni**as throwing tantrums like some girlies throw on some dresses I feel i got it all And these ni**as want all my blessings You cant give An inch 'cause they gon ask yo ass for the ruler Friendships snapping like rulers I was shaped to be ruler But um, ima target watching out for they ruger Liable what i am Gone when shit hit the fan yea Closed emotions it's too late and i can't open up Cross my mind but look both ways before you're under my ride Timid chucky in they churches i can't speak to god thats why i need some time So i ain't fucking wit no bitches for a minute I admit it I been dogging like some bitches Feelings i be in em Yellow thoughts And ima trynna be a smiley boy Found my wings and now i wanna sore Yuh Ima cock back then blow minds This music is a groupie suck the life and then blow mines Them opportunities behind them doors be there at 9 My skin could never determine my eligibility its whatever I'm lost Like my train of thought Train of thoughts rode off the rail Felt i lost it all Umm Y'all ain't never mention this tho You the captain of you Don't ever go wit the flow (yuh)