Jacob's Ladder (Explicit)

I had losses 'fore your first course, kid

Wanted the matte black Phantom, but I ain't force it

gorgeous leathers so soft it’s, like a fortress

You fluffcake niggas clam up from shell disbursement

Rap flows smoother than your new cologne scent

Golden Sapphire stones in my crown, I own it, I’m on it

Had to learn Greek only to count up my moments

In Paris I took the pitch Roger Maris, blowing

How I’m not floating on yachts, my homie pondered

Im 1 taste outta 2 million blue Lobster

In case you missed it, I talk dollars, not salsa

I laid the picnic, we poppin bottles or this mossberg

Kept the family in it, only lost herbs

Never too much distance from the next curb

And if u feeling this, then let that tech burst

And if not why not go lay on your money you sleep on treasures

Felt the gavel ‘fore you touched your first raffle

I craved that Tuscan Sun Wraith, but I ain't hassle

Heart muscle turned to graystone, it resembles a castle

whimsical snakes get rattled, when we jump from the scaffold

Black gold makes Bronze, drape the tourniquet on

Need my wrists drippin Pateks, I turn it to Rome

Fall months mastered calculus to tally my bones

Paloma flows from the hodophile, but he’s at home

A fan zoned in hoping private jets would be flown in

I’m one drip out a million ballpoints, a pink dolphin

In case it’s cloudy, I’m talkin greens not golfin

I heat the sauce pan, you want champagne or this coffin?

Cobain, I stay lofted even caught a graze off it

Its The Stage bosses, pig pen cloud is just the haze talkin

Feelin’ brave? Light up a page, Ima cake hawker

If I dont grind I’m buried in sand, space walker

Took many L’s ‘fore I became top brass

Spotted that Moonlight AMG, but I ain’t act rash

Polo suits sun splash, brighter than a gun rash

Smart niggas door dash, when the mortar drum flash

Lines sharper than Jalen hairline I unmask

Rose Gold pen in my grasp, watch me dive in a flask

Learned chess moves to outshine the system and laugh

Pythagoras mixed with Gza how a nigga do the math

Why is bronzeman not rollin in limos a fan would ask

I’m an original, Picasso painted in candle wax

If you get my angle, I drop gems, no mantle plaques

I spit a Van Gogh,

We lifting handles or this Riesling Glass?

Held seasons down on my own, no non believers last

Me? I’m dreamweaving for dollar sequence, receive the cash

Seeing future seasons proceeding shaped by my recent past

Rare as a red diamond, cut proper, could never be surpassed