I.G.G.T.C
Verse One:

What the fuck I tell you?
I got great things comin
Heart of gold comin soon
The bass keep bumpin
And I’m fuckin writing lyrics every day
Imma keep shit rollin
And the beats ain’t stolen
I made this one by myself
Some of em I just buy em
Imma giant when I’m on the mic
Real life I’m 5’7
If you wanna get to steppin
Best believe that I got leverage
On your motherfuckin ass hoe
And I’m trekking through the damn snow
Canadian
And I’m proud of that shit
Edmonton born and raised
Outta that bitch
I’m tryna get rich
But the fame I want more
I wanna be adored
I wanna win awards
So I’m spitting over chords
Niggas using guns
But my words are like a sword
More personal
I’ll gut a muthafucka with my metaphors
Hell of course
Dumb muhfuckas ain’t fuckin wit my mental force
I chose my own path
Now I’m runnin on a special course
Onto second verse now
Fuck singing a chorus
Verse Two:

Heart of gold gonna snap
But I got better shit comin
And I ain’t fuckin kidding
Imma say something
Stand for something
And I’m grinding wit my niggas
Yeah we Wilin out
If you doubting the team
You gon be finding out
That Darian, Chevy, Derek, Marvin
We don’t fuck around
Yeah we gotta special bond
Built our shit from the ground
Lemme give a special shout out
To Samson brown
Take hold was a bop
That nigga don’t mess around
I know he gotta special sound
Link up with me
Homie
We gotta special record now

Outro:
Haha that’s right. Samson. I’m callin you out bro! we gotta drop a track together ASAP. same goes for Conch, Big C Yeg, pooky g, tha flipp, r jay, viconi. I’ll make sure I get some fire shit cracking with all of y’all. but for now, peace