Alowha

Yea... back in this muthafucka

Reportin' live from a lyrical high

One time

Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind

But this rhyme, in a matter of time

To make this whole shit allign

Like I planned out, nothing in life gets handout

Just stand out, ever since I had to pop my fish and panned out

Pressure board 'til I'm fanned out

Now we the pop off the band

So they can't keep their hands off of the man now

Divide their man, give 'em that S vitamin

Baby Cham style

Gots a Trini girl to soak it up, ShamWoW!

Damn child, you're killin 'em

Fillin' 'em, drillin' 'em with serums, of pure adrenaline

High blood feelin' like the thermostat cracked left mercury spillin'

Your favorite rapper tryna earn stacks from nursery children

True emcees write their verse and rehearse it a million times

Just for the rebirth of the feelin' prime and golden

Shawty ask what I'm holdin', teasin' 'em

Knowing the magnum blast squeeze magnesium

Used to be mad premature now I'm at premium

From lookin' up to niggas, to lookin' up niggas meetin' 'em

Meetings with 'em, give 'em a high pitch like curveballs and helium

Young scorcher trying to evolve like Charmeleon

Million, yeah nigga, just tryna get a million

Got the bomb nigga, Baghdad, I'm blown away from a bad pass

Walk on grass, blow skunk, Ishamael so funk in the stash

My SB's, enter money I never had

I was more authentic, vaporize when I got heated

Never jealous, solid as a rock n' roll full plate

No po' peddlers, just some Pro fellas

Who you know better? Never lost my groove I don't know no Stella

It's a cold world without Coachella

A shady bunch, like under Interscope umbrella

But that don't phase me once, people say I'm crazy but

Call me young Evel cause I crazy stunt

I mace these punks, drop swank like it's knowledge to ya

Mr. Bada$$ is the scholar's tutors

Swank the lord and hallelujah

Still praying to the allahs, gods and judahs

Balance out my lows on the low high

Niggas ain't know I sit so high

Balance out my lows on the low high

I'm like a low high

Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Leave 'em with no direction to go

Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Direct-less Indigos