Brail

[Intro]
DJ
CashMoneyAP
We ending it right now man
End the rumors here
I ain't smoking on a Juul, alright?
DJ Lucas on the fucking thing

[Chorus]
DJ Lucas they be ringing the bell
I'm crossing my fingers the pack in the mail
I ball in New Hampshire like Nerlens Noel
I'm doing my thing you can already tell (D)
I stare at the wall like I'm fluent in brail (J)
I'm a be T'd taking hits off a nail
You know I'm doing it, doing it well
Something is brewing, just like a ale
They hate me, they love me
I'm changing my last name to Kale
This my last day in hell
I got one more chance
This my last day to fail
Where I'm from get a little bit of money
And you get that shirt with the whale
And I got that kind of bread, that never gets stale

[Verse 1]
I'm riding goofy, I don't skate
But I grind off the rail (grind off the rail)
If things were different that I might be Yale (it's true)
I got the eye of a hawk
Boy I don't need a scale (D-d-d-d)
And I came out the woods
So I don't follow a trail, DJ

This shit is real so I'm not using auto-tune (nope)
You're mad at me, cause nobody talks to you?
See them online and I know that they're stalking you
If I see them in person, I'm making it awkward, dude

And the things that I'm doing are hard to do
Yeah they know me in Detroit and Ann Arbor too
And they trying to put me in a harder school
But DJ a smart kid and he hard to fool

[Chorus]
They be ringing the bell
I'm crossing my fingers the pack in the mail (D)
I ball in New Hampshire like Nerlens Noel (J)
I'm doing my thing you can already tell
The pack in the wall look like I'm reading in brail
I'm in Vermont taking hits off a nail
You know I'm doing it, doing it well
Something is brewing, just like a ale
The hipster girls love me
I'm changing my last name to Kale
This my last day in hell
I got one more chance
This my last day to fail
Where I'm from get a little bit of money
And you get that shirt with the whale
And I got that kind of bread, that never gets stale

[Verse 2: Lil Kony]
Hey
I'm in this bitch with gang
These n*ggas be lame
They cannot maintain, yeah
I'm on a mufuckin' plane
And I'll jump out that bitch
Just to hit me a stain, yeah

I need them mufuckin' racks
??? we serving them packs, huh, yeah
Smoking a bleep (a lot)
Ain't smoking on black, huh

I make the chopper spray like Axe
Fuckin' a bitch and her ass fat
N*ggas be snitching, they flex like rats
Bitch it's Lil Kony, I stay with them gats
Face in the front while I fuck from the back
Uh, yeah
Smoking that ???
I'm with your girl
We on top of the world
And she ???

[Chorus]
They be ringing the bell
I'm crossing my fingers the pack in the mail
I ball in New Hampshire like Nerlens Noel
I'm doing my thing you can already tell (D)
I stare at the wall like I'm fluent in brail (J)
I'm a be T'd taking hits off a nail (DJ)
You know I'm doing it, doing it well
Something is brewing, just like a ale
The hipster they love me
I'm changing my last name to Kale
This my last day in hell
I got one more chance
This my last day to fail
Where I'm from get a little bit of money
And you get that shirt with the whale
And I got that kind of bread, that never gets stale

[Outro]
DJ Lucas on the fucking thing
DJ