Mo Bars, No Problems

Now, who's hot, who not Tell me who's poppin, who the next up outta Stockton I'm comin from the 9, represent the only option Finna Pop off wit this Rap, show you how I be Rockin And I be coming up in silence while you fallin off talkin These NMDs how I be walkin with some Champion joggers PSG bag on my waist but I don't even like soccer She tryna kick it with a baller cuz I'm getting the dollars So I don't even wanna call her if she wantin to holler A Chad how I boast, man, feelin like I'm T'challa I never freeze, ride a beat with ease While I'm sippin tea, with the g's Plain janes be the wave, don't fuck with ABGs Or those wannabe's tryna live that lifestyle Got supportive parents, now you sittin doin time now I be in the crib makin slappers & finding my style West coast swagger, SOB RBE meets Kyle P-h-a-m-z, the same old champ Phamz, you know ain't nothing change but the brands Can't stop even if I make 100 bands I just do it for the city and I'm coming from the Ranch It's the Weston, feelin like the best ain't no doubt about it Destined for the greatest I don't see another way around it If I make it rappin, what's the point of me going through college Lost without a purpose, through the music I had finally found it They was steady clownin, but they know I had talent They sayin that I'm so mature but I'm lookin so childish I'm pretty sure that you ain't never met a guy who be stylin So fresh and so clean, an Outkast at it's finest I'm a STK-lien, I'm sorry Ms. Jackson I had no game with the dames now my rap is attractive I used to simp over the ladies, mainey, that was way back then I had to focus on myself and now those baddies is average Reminiscing of the past, lookin back and just laughin And now the only thing I need to be is chasin my passion I'm steady Russian to the baggage, woulda thought I was Stalin How I be killin motherfuckers on a track like a savage Rulin with an iron fist, but my people ain't famished I hope the time when I get rich, they won't take it for granted 'Cause I been tryna get it planned since I was put on this planet To see the family doin great takin trips out to Paris Or better yet in Marseille where the water and sand is I'm working for these better days, I hope you may understand it Through all the rain tryna maintain, crazy how I still manage To keep on rappin on these tracks while I'm busy as can be No it ain't sweet like its candy, I need the pasta with scampi For goin through these grim adventures like it's Billy and Mandy Was fighting demons like I'm Dante and this rap come in handy I got my head above the clouds and don't know when I'll be landing Phamzino