RIP!

Yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like Irv, yeah, yeah I feel like Irv
I could never lie, no I move like Irv That's why all these pussies swerve whenever
I hit the curb
I don't need to curse, power in these words Separating myself from the worst

Show the world my world, no it's absurd Had no recourse, the demons came for me
I felt like I was cursed Yeah, I'm living humble, but I kept my aggression
Started talking to God, yeah, he's heard all my confessions
Somebody mentioned providence, but I am my protection

I feel like a sword, I'm only sharp from the convection
You ask for patience and they give you years And shit it wasn't easy
At the mic I feel like Big, yeah I move like Pac
I don't give a fuck, till the day that my heart stops

I'm here to make some change, I'm here to call you out
I don't need no rings, just some power, not no clout
I said I spit like Big, but I feel like I'm Pac
I don't give a fuck, till the day that my heart stops

I know I'll have the guac, they'll try to get me shot
I know about the game, I studied this shit a lot
They think that because I'm from the burbs I won't be ready
I'm gunning for top spot like Mario and Dreddy I'm twisting up my opps, treating them like

They're spaghetti They think that it's all talk and they're
Gonna see confetti You don't slave away to get tested and then
Get dropped So rest in peace to all the brothers that
ended up shot All over some guac, this world is fucking

Lost Can't you see it, see a lot
Yeah I move like Irv, I only care for family I tell it like it is, everything else is a
Tragedy You spit a little truth, everybody ends up
Mad at you You do it to improve, and nobody says they're

Proud of you At the mic I feel like Big, yeah I move like
Pac I don't give a fuck, till the day that my
Heart stops I'm here to make some change, I'm here to
Call you out I don't need no rings, just some power, not

No clout I said I spit like Big, but I feel like I'm
Pac I don't give a fuck, till the day that my
Heart stops I know I'll have the guac, they'll try to
Get me shot I know about the game, I studied this shit

A lot They think that because I'm from the burbs
I won't be ready I'm gunning for top spot like Mario Andretti
I'm twisting up my opps, treating them like
They're spaghetti They think that it's all talk, then they're

Gonna see confetti You don't slave away to get tested and then
Get dropped So rest in peace to all the brothers that ended up shot