Street Gossip (feat. H.I.M The Sage & Killa Music)

Dear lord thank you for the blessing i just wanna fit in this
When I started you know i cant leave without finishing
Way back eating mama always told me you must finish it
Now am grown I can't leave without finishing

Bullshit gotta go
All bullshit gotta go
Lucky number four
Was the day i was born
Now I'm Gettin 24 what the hell we fighting for?
Like am in the trenches with the torches i just wanna glow
Still young still dumb and still i can grow
Am so numb but am not dull am never going broke
All the memories make wanna hustle lotta
More
Getting busy with the music niggas trynna block my vision hoping I don't grow

Hoping I don't grow now am grown on they ass
Jumping out the class i got math in my bag
I stopped rolling with a nigga trynna take me to the past
Trapping out the basement i just wanna hit the gas

I just wanna hit the gas, gas
I be spazzing on they ass, ass
Foot on pedal i don't crash, crash
I see bullshit i just pass, pass
I ain't even scratched the surface
And yall washed up, shit, detergent
We all gotta find a purpose
But I'm gonna set my path, divergent
And i don't give no fucks, virgin
Man i feel like virgil
Just wait till i blow (Abloh)
Watch how i glow
Heavy cargo, in my head yo
Innermost vibe
Enormous high
Found myself and my element's sky
Pray that all my enemies die
Words might hide but energy lie?
Look Goliath straight in the eye
Sling my tool make a giant capsize
Full piece of chicken keep them fries
Done my part now where's my prize?
Anyways anybody can come get it
They talk bout a beef and i tell a man dead it
Pray for a Porsche and then imma behead it
I'm going dummy pray that i don't regret it
Congratulations i want all the confetti and plenty of pennies
And nothing that's petty
Barbie and betty, latifah and letty
Every setting man imma go get it
Man fuck y'all talking about
Imma go get it