Sci Fi

The hoes stop me at the light and I try be polite They be talkin' 'bout brains, not a zombie in sight Science guy, but some gangsters been my dawgs all my life Whole lot of white, no Abercrombie in sight Blow y'all out your job like Tommy tonight I done let go all the fears I had all of my life Like what if lines to my shows ain't as long as I like? But after that I start thinkin' 'bout the songs that I write And I be feelin' like, "Dang, I'm like Johnny with ice" I'm probably bred for this shit like Bronny and Bryce My niggas, it's possible (Yeah) Plus it's only a couple stacks in that register you robbin' tonight Trade it all for 2K, you like Ronnie with life Who write your raps? New game, who wrote the rules? Niggas rap fast, no new quotables, huh Glock 19 way too totable Fuck talkin', I'm not sociable But thank you for asking These days, no time for relaxing Niggas hella young and be passing Two shots, they want the vaccine Economy been fucked up, how they taxin' Let's go in on a foreclosure, throw a couple racks in All of the things I see so sci-fi Maybe that be sometimes it still feels very sci-fi for real I ain't nothin' but a little spaceship from the Southside If you don't know what's up Don't bring it up Don't bring it up (Ayy, don't bring it up, don't even bring it up) Yeah, ayy, ayy Life's sweet, but like Stevia taste The truth ain't always somethin' beautiful like Stevie'll play Sometimes it look like Jimmy Butler do on media day Let's be humble, y'all be braggin' 'bout some medium plays Honestly, a lot of industry niggas tapeworms Connected to the talent, but don't make no plays firm Big crib, walk-in closet, weight bird That way all them skeletons, they got a space firm I'm a light bearer, that's why all this weight upon me Japanese denim, folding paper, origami School of hard knocks, ain't it funny we alumni? Chopper singin' high-pitched like it's Moses Sumney Walkin' through my past, tag along Military mama, that's why all the camouflage But I can't hide my feelings, how I miss her and grandma Retail therapy, a lot of kicks like Van Damme on Used to tell it before God turned the talents on Southside, Raleigh, back when shit was analog When the girls fast as rappers sellin' catalogs One-on-one at work, that Foot Locker, obviously She could pull the sneakers and a pendant to the side for me Ball well, roll prodigy Changed my life with a pen, wrote a odyssey When it's all said and done, hope they proud of me When it's all said and done All of the things I see so sci-fi Maybe that be sometimes it still feels very sci-fi for real