WALES

Belly of the beast flow, running from my destiny
Hand chosen to give out these recipes for the soul
Apologies in advance to a hater, I know you want me gone
And when they telling me to quit I hear they want some more
Order up, nigga, lacing up the chucks, nigga
Chef Curry never letting up until I'm done with you
Rap pain and peace, you can't tame the beast
That rap life give game for free
OG in my corner, I'm grounded remember where I'm from
Still I gotta know I ain't regular, look how far I come
Boy, I'm really him, I was running from the facts
It's either you embrace it or the universal will take it
Call me cocky homie, I'm sorry that I ain't basic
I take it back my nigga, it kills you that I'm amazing
Imagine me apologizing for your entertainment
For changing people's lives and sharing gifts that I came with
I'm really him, really the G.O.A.T, pro with the ghost flow
It never show boating in Florida, I'm for sure boating
Ingenious bars quoting from Okinawa to Hoboken
Therapist to people that's still healing from homes broken
Don't let 'em take away your soul brother
Don't let them demons make you turn against your own brother
Shit hit the fan, it don't matter how you identify
When everyone denied you, who was open saying, "Get inside"?
Y'all be focused on the wrong shit
White, black, brown, you get shot up by your own kin
White, black, brown I ain't fuckin' with that woke shit
TikTok scrolling ass thinking that they know shit
Solo on a road trip, rented out a whole whip
Population fifty, where I'm staying mama don't trip
I ain't scared of nothing, even death, shit
I need the fucking rest, 'til that day, I'm living blessed yo