Chilled out session, Rapping nigga that is my obsession, It sometimes feel like a professsion, I drink lean guess that is my confession, When I sip that lean I feel like I'm sedated, I'm light headed, Feelin' like I'm fucking faded, I'm highly rated even though I'm not the greatest, I'm tryna keep a standard that news is the latest, Oooo! This shit is so blatent, 007 I'm feelin' like a agent, No clout for me my nigga that is my arrangement, This Trap Guru, wait, I'ma tie my lases, I run a marathon and my bars they be getting aces, I run so fast with Puma nigga we be changing paces, I do my shit so low-key I never leave no traces, I got so used to this I do it on a daily basis, Woah, Time to switch it up now, Time to take a break and just chow, Time to listen to my flow and make that volume loud, And chill now to my song and make a brother proud, Aiming to go sky high, I just wanna finish school and live a nice life, Leave them bitches on the side, Cutting my ties, And that nigga is called, being wise, Do you realise, Niggas don't like it when you get to success, All they wanna do is just press, Nigga this ain't checkers this is chess Never thought clearly he was under all that stress, Nevermind that lets go to hood, Codiene in my cup just to lighten the mood, Love the way that bitch moves, She be moovin' too smooth, There be too much booze, Fuck bitches in twos,