EL TORO COMBO MEAL (feat. Mavi)

Tryna tryna

Tryna

Man lost my dog in staircase

Took the highest spot on the podium

Ghost *****s prolly smokin' to the thought of knowin' us

They lost a part of growin' up

Smartest learned I had to keep a wedge to get out of the rough

Use the clips ain't used to disrespect 'cause we carried enough

I promise I buried the grudge preparing and carrying grub

Larry Hoops I was lost in the alley

In the air but now I sunk

I spun to the loss of my grandmama buried the dunk

Send 'bout a prayer a month through the above

*****s moody but they view at the funk

Ain't ****to do they play with food

They rhyme and Rubik's for fun

But I do what I want ayy

And I rue what it was later allude it as such

Confusedly up with paper I'm shootin' ones with the judges

The same as my brother been with a muzzle

That's from the cradle

So we goin' to the grave with this ****

If we join the second line of ancestors

And hand us a drum loaded a second time

Somethin' scary 'bout airin' out the ****I compress

The fair game the fair now the causes

An arm leg an arm leg and a head

And all greater conquest that takes our partner to rest

My partner my partner spawned with a *****red

I'm all on they neck 'till my car parks pardon it fresh

Smart with a few *****s sparkin' that large percentages

Was all to the wind the losses come as often as wins

And impossibly thick

Don't got a job I only ball off pick six

I ball with fresh *****s

Lowry had ****lit it's Christmas

I only know six *****s been lyin' but we ain't gon' mention

Who in the stu' and started sweating'

Told 'em It's the kitchen

You know the rules and we know how to shoot the loopholes

Who go boop a loop and my kid though got the kid

And you gon' juug a boogaloo

I been spittin' to rhyme the answer

Not definitive I just cramped it

I was gifted with words oh d**n

I took my lumps my bruises moved

What the ****are you to do

Every time a *****didn't spot me

I had to figure out my own thing

Now we at the precipice droppin'

Harry Potter with the Dub D's

Magic hands *****what cheese

Had a chance then it crushed me

We gon' get it by all means

Rest in piece to my rocks G

Raw fruit in the box seeds

Let go then I got wings

I'm seein' red I'ma charge

You seein' red 'cause you salty

I keep the tears out my mind reach

I put my fears in a box like a prayer that you won't read

Spirited Away the whole thing

Tearin' away I won't leave

See you starin' into old beefs

Ticket booths where they told me

Thickest thorns on the roses

Pistons roarin' like I'm Rasheed

Pistons roarin' like I'm Ben Wallace

Pistons roarin' like Chauncey

Billups somethin' 'cause I been drivin'

Every time a *****didn't spot me

I had to figure out my own thing

Now we at the precipice droppin'